You know you have nothing to do when you create a thread about it. Anyway, I never realized how much useless crap is in this house. It's my parents' mind you, still livin' with them y'see, but still. Even my tiny hidey hole known as my room has so much crap in it! I have no idea how the heck it happens, but for some reason we just seem to accumulate stuff.
Just did a huge amount of junkchuckin' and now I'm tired as hell. It's definitely improved, but I still have a buncha stuff in the closet. Old school pants. I go to a Catholic school unfortunately, and they make us wear uniforms. Also unfortunately, you tend grow over the course of four years when you're only a little seabud. But bloody hell, I have a whole PILE of uniform pants.
Found a bunch of stuff too, though. I found a lot of comic things I used to draw when I was like nine years old. I was such a stupid and immature kid. But weren't we all at one point? Most of us at least. That was all tossed. I found this cool metal box thing that I'm using for extra strings and various tools for maintainance.
I don't want to be the poor sucker who has to clean out the garage. My stepfather, nice guy, but he's a hoarder unfortunately. So we've got towers upon towers of boxes full of crap that'll likely never see the light of day for a very long time.
Little story/rant. Felt like talking about it. I'm sure at least one of you must be able to identify with my cleaning perdicament! Post your cleaning stories and rants here, I guess.
Just did a huge amount of junkchuckin' and now I'm tired as hell. It's definitely improved, but I still have a buncha stuff in the closet. Old school pants. I go to a Catholic school unfortunately, and they make us wear uniforms. Also unfortunately, you tend grow over the course of four years when you're only a little seabud. But bloody hell, I have a whole PILE of uniform pants.
Found a bunch of stuff too, though. I found a lot of comic things I used to draw when I was like nine years old. I was such a stupid and immature kid. But weren't we all at one point? Most of us at least. That was all tossed. I found this cool metal box thing that I'm using for extra strings and various tools for maintainance.
I don't want to be the poor sucker who has to clean out the garage. My stepfather, nice guy, but he's a hoarder unfortunately. So we've got towers upon towers of boxes full of crap that'll likely never see the light of day for a very long time.
Little story/rant. Felt like talking about it. I'm sure at least one of you must be able to identify with my cleaning perdicament! Post your cleaning stories and rants here, I guess.
