Extreme makeover: self edition
I suppose I’ve taken the first step and admitted that I have a problem… with clutter.
I posted a lot of pictures to flickr today of my apartment, and it’s pretty revealing just how bad I’ve let my place get. I’ve been here a little over a year, and it does look like someone lives here, it looks like a crazy person has come in, while somebody was away and just thrown shit all over the apartment. So I created a photo set, I was going to mark it friends and family only but actually made it public.. I’m not sure why exactly, but I guess it’s so that the abuse/support can come from anywhere, not just my friends.
It’s my attachment to stuff that drags me down. I just can’t let go sometimes I spend money on stuff and it has to stay around even if I don’t use it or can’t use it, but I’m trying to turn that around. The two new pairs of Kenneth Cole shoes I bought, that I thought fit a little snugly… they really don’t fit it all. I was trying to convince myself to keep them so they’ll probably go to eBay since I think it’s too late to return them. I have other things around the house that might sell well on eBay, but for the most part I should probably get rid of.
I think with my birthday coming up its starting to hit me just how much clutter there is in my life whether that’s physical or emotional or what have you, and I’d like to free myself of some of it. Recently, someone who I sort of have a crush on was over at my apartment, and I prefaced it with saying to my apartment was messy. But even so, I just felt a little bit ashamed to have them over, because it’s a pig sty, as my mother would say. And while I’m sure we all go through messy stages without a roommate even one that wasn’t all that stable at all times. My place has simply gone to pot, just because there’s no one else I have to keep the place tidy for on a regular basis. Additionally, I have friends coming in from out of town this weekend. Who’ve never seen my place, and I suppose, I feel that it’s rude, if I don’t at the very least, invite them over. Once again my stupid sense of manners gets me into trouble.
Anyway, enough rambling for now, I need to get back to it and enjoy some healthy fruit and veg that I got at the Farmer’s Market today for dinner.