The End or is it just the Beginning?

Ten days ago I began an experiment for my writer's workshop class. I was to clean my room daily for ten days and then blog at least five times about my successes and failures. I had more failures than successes. The first two or three days were spent cleaning my room, it was a beautiful sight. It hadn't been clean since before the new year. Then I kept it clean for a few days...until I didn't. Then I left it dirty, reverting back to old ways, tripping, losing things, and becoming extra stressed. Friday I was grounded from tv because of how dirty it was, so Saturday I recleaned it. Sunday I enjoyed my clean room, and this morning yes it was a mess again.

I may have not kept my room cleaned but when it was I felt more relaxed, and I wanted to be in there more. I think that cleaning my room would be a good habit to start and keep, so even though this experiment is over I will still work as hard as I possibly can (maybe not that hard) to clean my room and become more organized.

I cleaned and was rewarded!

This morning I woke up read and finished a book and realized I trashed my room last night. I cleaned it up, brought my laundry up from the dryer, fold it AND put it away. My room was cleaned and approved and I was allowed to go to the movie with my friends. I left at one got home at six and walked into a very clean room. I changed leaving my clothes on the floor, and did homework which is now strewn across the bed. *Sigh* I guess I'm a work in progress...I'll clean up before bed. I have to admit it was pretty nice to be welcomed home by a clean room, maybe I'll start keeping it that way.

Gotta Clean if I want to go out...

Friday night my dad addressed me and my siblings, he said that we were all grounded for a week so he could see if lacking in television we would take up cleaning our rooms. If that doesn't tell you that I am failing my experiment I don't know what does. Saturday my room was a mess I didn't do a very good job of keeping it clean this last week and yesterday I had to clean it if I wanted to go to the movies on Sunday. I cleaned it up, there was such a mess! I couldn't believe that just a week before it had been spotless. I have to say I was disappointed in myself. Well just to do one better than last week I changed my sheets.

Four Days to go...including this one

Yesterday morning I was getting ready for school when my mom walked past my bedroom, she stop and asked, "Syd are you still doing that blog about cleaning up your room? Because its a mess." I haven't been doing too good with keeping it clean and I thought I was going to do something about it last night but Modern Family and The Middle were on. Tonight I will try extra hard to get it clean, this weekend will be much easier to do it though. I have to have it clean before I can go to the movies Sunday.

I always thought I had carpet?!

Just kidding I knew I had a hardwood floor. It'd be pretty sad if I didn't since I poly-ed it myself. Anyway, yesterday Saturday, January 30, 2010 I finished cleaning my room! Yes the floor has been found, my closet has been cleaned and my bed has been made. Well, not today but it was spotless yesterday. I kind of just vegged out today tried to do some folding of laundry this morning but it just got done about ten minutes ago. I still haven't put it away. I think that keeping up on a clean room is going to be harder than just cleaning it once. I guess we'll see...

Day One...Why Clean?

I started the afternoon all pumped up and ready to clean but after an hour of hopeless Chemistry I lost my excitement. I was supposed to have it clean by this weekend so I could go to the movies with my friends but when that fell through I just didn't have any motivation. I did clean a little before bed but just enough so that I could make it to the door in the morning without falling over. I think that I'll try to out again next weekend or have a SuperBowl party. My family started that a couple years ago. We buy a bunch of food invite three or four people over and turn the game on. Honestly I think that we all just watch it for the commercials because that is when it gets quiet. But before we do that I have to get my room clean.

I forgot to tell you. Creating this blog was horribly hard! I spent nearly an hour just trying to figure out how to delete a post. Anyway I figured it out.

It's Friday, I'm usually more productive on the weekends so maybe I by the next time I post I can write about how hard it is to keep it clean, not to clean it.

The Beginning

As I'm walking up the stairs to the bathroom I hear a strange noise, I go across the hall to see what it is. I open the door to be bombarded by the smell of dog, gym socks and a hint of candle. Looking around I see something that resembles a bed covered with clothes and blankets. There is movement! I trip over to the bed move away the covers and find I dog, mom will be glad I found him. He runs out like his life depends on it. Now in the room I can take in the whole scene. There is a bookshelf crammed full of books and papers, there are even books on the floor! Next to it lies a dog bed covered in dirty or rejected clothes. No wonder the dog was in the other bed. The closet is open on one side where shoes and bags spill out of it. I walk over to see closer and notice the wood is sagging because of all the heavy clothing that has been shoved inside. A large dresser is on my left, not too dirty on top but the drawers are all opened with clothes hanging out. Some also have odds and ends sticking out; a tv remote, a couple magazines, and a tea cup. A sea of trash blocks me from exiting, I look at the remnants and notice several old waterbottles, many tissues, a couple spoons and a ramen packet? How'd that get up here. I look up to see my mom at the door smiling. "You're right Mom, I do need to clean my room," I say.

Yes reader, my room is a disaster! I can't use the excuse I'm a busy teen because it has always been like this. I mean sometimes I'll get in one of those big cleaning moods and make all these resolutions saying that, "It'll be different this time" and "I can really keep it clean" it never stays that way. Monday I was looking for my boots before school I was running late and there was only one in the closet. I looked everywhere in the house, the bathroom, laundry room, both living rooms, my dad's office and I couldn't find it. Well I found it Monday night, guess where it was. Under my bed pushed to the far side against the wall. So I had to climb under and dig it out in doing so I found a library book and my DS. It was then that I realized it was time to get organized for good. So for my school project I vow to spend 30 minutes a day Finding My Floor.

My plan of attack is simple, I just have to set aside time to do it instead of watching tv or playing video games. I will have it clean by tomorrow night and then keep it clean. I will report back every other day about my progress. Wish me luck!