Lordy, aren't I good at updating?! Sorry, but life tends to get in the way (plus, I can never remember how to get to my blog in order to post.) Anywho, here's another story.
It amazes me sometimes how quickly I lose interest in things. Say for instance, cleaning my room. I was really gung-ho about it in the beginning. I basically had my entire wardrobe on my bed and I was going through and making piles. One pile were things I knew to be cleaned and needed to be put away, another were things that needed to be cleaned and so were put in the laundry basket. The smallest pile were things that I never wore and intended to donate to some charity. Well, I got the laundry downstairs and into the wash and I hung up all of my skirts, but then I lost momentum and stopped. So, now I have a huge pile of clothes on the floor, a basket full of clean clothes (and not all of them folded) and a bunch of other crap on the floor. So, every night as I go to bed and make my way through this obstacle of a mess, I tell myself that I REALLY need to do something about it, but I just can't seem to bring myself to do so. Yeah, I think that makes me a slob.