My mom told our whole family a few days ago that on May 3 (today) everyone was going to gut their bedrooms and reorganize everything and sort out old clothes and all that stuff. "Ok", I thought, "My room isn't that bad so it won't take me that long to get done". Well, my room is a lot deeper than I thought it would be. Haha. It's always so weird, but interesting when you come across old notes and pictures. I even found some nail clippers and my first game boy. But, after a while I started to get bored and frustrated because I didn't want to go out on errands all over the house to put things back where they belonged. At one point, I was laying on the floor in the middle of my room trying to persuade my brother to put the paper trash in our paper gator box, the plastic box top in my car, and my friend's shorts in the laundry room. He finally said "And I'll put ME, here!". And like that he ran into his room and stopped listening to me. I got over this "weak period" and am now done with cleaning out my bedroom. After five hours that is...
unitl next time
Kayla
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