Thursday, October 13, 2011

Why Savannah did the dishes.

My apartment is a wreck.  It kinda reminds me of when I was a kid, how I couldn't keep my room clean.

Well... I still can't keep my room clean.

But this isn't about my room!  I mean, at least when the clutter and debris get out of hand it really bothers me and I clean it.  That's a vast improvement from the room I cleaned semi-annually as a teenager... the room that caused my mom to say, "Hey, let's finish the basement so Savannah's room can be two floors below mine and I won't have to wear a hazmat suit to walk through my house!"

Anyway, remember what I said about out-of-hand debris bothering me?  Well...

IT'S BOTHERING ME!!!

Unfortunately, my room is the least of it (especially now that I've cleaned it).  See, one roommate had a huge project that took up residence in the front room, and another roommate has her school stuff in the front room, and one roommate has all her school/work/life stuff in the front room, and there is a bunch of unclaimed mail that hasn't been removed from the table yet, somebody unloaded the contents of the storage closet into the front room, and somebody decided to move all the flower vases onto the table but not put flowers in them, and the pitchers that were in the way of the vases made it onto the table too, and the dishwasher exploded and flooded the kitchen and the carpet in the front room so the padding under the carpet has been removed and the carpet is all pulled up, there is shredded padding all over the house, the dishes have been piling in the sink and on the counters and table and stove top, and the whole place is in desperate need of a solid vacuuming.... but it's kinda hard to vacuum when so much clutter is in the way.  With all the stuff on the table, there's no where to sit when I eat, and with all the stuff on the couches, there's no where to sit period.

Basically, if my 13 year old self saw the level of bothered I'm getting over this, she'd look at the path she had carved in the clutter on her floor, shrug her shoulders and say, "Huh.  Weird."

And that is why I did the dishes.

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