Get Organized : Cleaning My Room

Now due to the upcoming holiday, I decided my room needed to be cleaned in case any family members were going to be staying in my room. Honestly, my room was a mess. I share it with my younger brother Giovanni, and our clothes were everywhere. On the floor, not hung up correctly in our closets, under the bed even! Honestly it looked like the stereotypical statement from a mom, "It looks like a tornado came through here!". So, it was time to clean it up.


Of course, starting the job of cleaning is painful and obnoxious. Just thinking about the big mess that awaited me was making me want to cry! But, nevertheless I had to get it done. During the process though, I felt at times angry because it was just so messy I couldn't believe it. But then I would look at the progress and feel much better. It was something short of an esteem booster.

Then towards the end, I felt great! My room looked great! Almost spotless! Which is absolutely fine for me. I don't need my room to pass a white glove inspection in order for me to feel satisfied. I thought I did a great job and thanks to my mom, she made the bathroom look brand new! In a dramatic way, it was like a weight was lifted off my shoulders. All the clutter was crazy and effecting my sleep because I was actually too lazy to put my crap away. 

Honestly, now that my room is clean I feel my brain to be less clustered and jumbled. I know that the organization of every aspect of my life effects anything else in any other place too. It feels great. Now I know where all of my favorite shirts are, and where all my sweatshirts are and it honestly is a great feeling. My mind now feels...to some extent, free. In a small way, I feel like now I can think more openly and freely. It's a great feeling that I know I get whenever my room is clean. It's just the process to keep it clean.

I didn't learn anything new from this project. I always knew that it's easy to keep my room clean, it's not hard to clean it, and that I feel better afterwards. But to me, it's still a pain in my butt to take and extra five minutes to put my clothes in the proper place, whether it be the hamper or closet. It's just so much easier to be a lazy bum and throw all of it on the floor. But I do know that I need to fight that lack of motivation. Unfortunately, it is in all parts of my life. And it has been for a while but I know I have to fight it. I just need to stand up and face it, and avoid it as well.