So I finally, FINALLY, got around to cleaning my room. I always would stress and panic about just the thought of cleaning it, because it’s like, where do I start and where would this stuff go and omg it’s all too much and then I wouldn’t do it. So it’s been a disaster area for quite some time and I’m glad I could get it done. I’m really bad at getting distracted while cleaning, so I only took a break for dinner and the bathroom. I threw on some music and got to work. I stared at around 5pm and finished up around 4am. There was a lot to clean and I knew if I stopped for even a tiny bit that I wouldn’t finish. I’m so happy and super proud of myself for getting it all done. Granted my closet is kinda not as well organized as I’d like, but I can get to that another time. At least I can access and find things in it. I also need to donate that giant plastic bag full of clothes, it’s just super heavy and so transporting it somewhere is what will be difficult. Anyway, YAY ME! Now I can sleep in peace in my super spiffy clean room!