Publicizing my shameful secret.

The dresser.

Most of the drawers are mostly empty, the top is covered in random stuff. I have no shelves in my room so things just pile up on whatever surface I can put them on.

bedside 'table'

My night stand is a filing cabinet, that does not even have any of my own stuff in it. It all belongs to the family I'm staying with. (I pay rent every month, so my 'land lady' has pretty much just left my room completely alone and leaves it to me to take care of.)

The closet.

I would like to blame the fact thati have no shelves, and a much smaller closet for all these problems, but having a bigger room in the past has simply meant a bigger mess.
(And yes I know there's an address on that box- it's my old one. No longer valid.)

Opposite the bed.

This space has been cleared out a lot from what it looked like earlier. I have not stood on the carpet over here in months, and this is the area where most of my trash has piled up. Three bags removed from the room so far, and two more filled. I am working on the sixth.

If any of you are struggling with the same kind of lifestyle, I highly encourage you to try and find the motivation to clean up. The final straw for me was realizng I couldnt bring my new (see: inherited) computer up here until it was clean.... And the fact that I had a small surge of ants appear. (The ants have almost entirely been taken care of. Just a few stragglers now and then)

the bed.

This is messier than it was, since I'm using the bed to sort everything out, but my sleeping space for months has been an area hardly big enough to curl up in, right on the edge of the bed. The rest was covered on junk and books.
In the past I have managed to clean off my bed and it's always a great feeling but then I stop working and it all falls apart again.
Not this time.