Last Friday I woke up, looked around my bedroom and snapped. Instead of getting up and showering or having breakfast or any of those usual morning rituals, I just started cleaning - everything! My desk, my bookshelf and even 'under the bed' were targeted and tidied. Don't get me wrong here, none of it was dirty mess, only messy mess. Outfits I've tried on and neglected, uni work that I am part way through, DVD's I've watched and not put away, all that kind of jazz. By lunch time it was all done. Every single item had a place again and I felt as if my mind was finally clear... however short lived that may be.
P.S. I absolutely hated the colors Pink & Purple when I was growing up... I think I'm making up for lost time now?