just your average... er... correction: just your normal... correction: me. |
My room is "clean". At least part of all surfaces in my room is clean. ("Is"? I'm not sure if that's correct... oh well.) That includes my floor, which has the most open space it's had in a while. My closet is not to be opened though. I...erm... shoved a lot of things in there that really should not have fit... Not that I usually use my closet anyway. It's way too small. I don't know if I've ever described it in my journal but I will now. If I put my palm flat on the back wall of my closet, its depth comes to maybe a hair more than the distance from my wrist to my elbow. It's about 12 inches deep, meaning I can't hang clothes across the middle (hangers don't fit), only on the sides. It doesn't help that I have big plastic storage boxes in there... The top one doesn't have a lid right now and is full to the brim with bags full of random papers. I need a filing cabinet... Actually, that's not a bad idea... I'm going to go edit part of a story... I have over 90 pages in my inbox and another story just to read... Wish they were for my site, lol. Actually, two of them might end up going on there. Eventually. |