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.