While I was dressing up this morning, I just could not seem to get my groove right... I don't know I just couldn't decide what to wear to work this morning. I already had this nice new long sleeved silk shirt from Celio but then I realized I didn't want it. And so I changed to another top. Then changed my pants. Then changed my socks, then changed shoes, then changed shirts, then changed pants again, then shirt again, then another shirt, and went back to the second shirt. I folded the sleeve, unfolded it, folded it, unfolded it, until i just rolled it thrice.
After 45 minutes, I found my room in a big state of disorder. It was a mess! There were several shirts on my bed, jeans and shoes lying all around. Not including my night clothes pa. It was like a storm just hit my room!
And then I looked at my already airtight cabinet. It just said the same thing. You've been through a disaster.
My clothes have been piling up. And I am wondering why I never considered donating or selling some of it since I have never used them. Like half of it. And looking at all those nice pointed shiny and some of them colorful shoes, I must be trapped somewhere in consumerholic's world.
I will need to do some spring cleaning to give way for newer clothes. It's time to ditch the old to attract good vibes for the new. In the meantime, that's not the only part of my room that needs cleaning. My desk, my night stand and my nook need major cleaning too. Have I mentioned that I have not unpacked my McCann bags when I left last March? And my Ayala bags when I left last May? It's just been piling up and looks like I am growing molds there na.
Anyway, got some feeling that the Good Witch of the East will dish out a mouthful if I don't clean it up soon.
Meantime, where's Toto?
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