Cleaning out my closet.

Today I started cleaning my room. It's one of those things that headed into summer, I was oh-so-excited to do. Then once summer got here and the Southern California heat set into my brick house, I convinced myself it was far too hot to attempt such things.

However, last week, I noticed something: a pesky spider web hanging between the chains on my ceiling fan. Uh oh.

To top it all off, one of my good friends from college is coming to visit my hometown in two days. It all adds up to a desperate need to clean.

It started well. I got more done in an hour than I typically do in the first hour of such cleaning. But I have reached a fork in the road.

I don't know what to do with all my crap now.

I have a trash bag. I have a donation bag. I have another trash bag. But, it just doesn't seem to be enough. I have a good sized room...and not enough space for all of this.

See, one of the things I love about living on campus is that it doesn't allow me to clutter very much (I am a genetically predisposed pack-rat). The problem is...what doesn't clutter at school clutters at home.

This brings me to my predicament. I could clean out my closet...get rid of all of the things I don't need anymore. But the time limit is kind of a deterrent. I could spend all day on it tomorrow (minus the hour or so getting my braces off!), but other parts of the house could use a wipe down too.

All of this got me to thinking...what about my metaphorical closet? I'm sure that needs some cleaning out too. All of this clutter is getting dangerous. But in all of my time off, I don't feel like I have the time to deal with it.

But the question is, when will I?

It looks like I'm just gonna have to suck it up and start that deep cleaning.