Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Change in Course

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It's so weird thinking back about the way my personal lifestyle was growing up. I'm not talking about my house or neighborhood dwellings, I'm talking about my own room that I grew up in for about 18 years. Utter chaos is how I would choose to describe my room. I am embarrassed of the lack of cleanliness and regard I had and I can only blame myself. One could sign me up for the "Buried Alive" television show if that says anything- but I'll take it one step further, even if I passed the disgusting-ness test to be on that show, after the people came to clean my mess, I kid you not, my room would be back in the same situation no less then a week later. I'll spare you the specifics, but it was bad!

I met my first boyfriend when I was 21, and started caring remotely about the appearance of my room, especially since his mother had an immaculate house, that just spewed out rainbows and sunshine. The journey began... I still needed a lot of improvement but at least I had a pathway to my bed and closet formed, and no more collections of dirty dishes.

I moved out of my parents house when I was 24, I just got married (to my first boyfriend) and we rented an apartment. Things were a lot cleaner there, but not perfect... We stayed in that apartment for a year an moved to a different apartment with now, and ex-friend which we will not get into the reasons why it's an ex... Now it's been a year and a half living there, new room mates, and cats. It's spool weird looking back at how I lived and how I need things to be now. I'm expecting in July and I cringe at the dirtiness that follows these animals around. It disturbs me that I cannot walk around barefoot in my apartment- Even with sweeping twice a day and mopping once a day. I can not walk 3 feet without stepping in a: cat litter which the cat has dragged out of the box; b: cat feces which is attached to the cat litter the cat has dragged out of the box; c: cat vomit... (yes cats have hairballs, 3x a day is a little too excessive; d: cat food, they are messy eaters, and e: broken glass, from whatever got knocked over when the cats decided to jump on our counters and knock over things- they aren't very stealthy either.

My living conditions have change drastically and if you knew me back then, you are amazed at the way I strive to live now. Life is so different (or at least it should be) when you have to take responsibility for someone else, when you need to prepare a safe haven for a little helpless person. My apt. is still not perfect, due to some small bad habits of mine, but mainly from a certain couple of cats, but I'm hoping to work out the situation to where we can all live under a clean roof.

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