I was laying on the couch last night, as only i can... and i happened to glance around. its a mess. school projects on the coffee table & kitchen table. junk mail all over the counter. dishes in the sink, not loaded into the dishwasher. ick.
clothes & laundry all over my bedroom floor. shoes galore.
i wonder what would happen if my dad came to town today. he'd have so many garbage bags filled. and if i never unpacked them? what would happen? probably nothing. i could probably survive just fine without this junk, minus the fat clothes. still need those. the only thing on hangers right now is probably clothing that doesn't fit!
i need to get my act together, spend some quality time this weekend making peace with myself.
its no wonder i'm sick. i'm living in what is probably a germ infested dung hole. my dad would disown me. i'm ashamed of myself!!!