Comments on: An undeniable truth

By: Jesse

Jesse — Tue, 28 Feb 2006 21:39:56 +0000

I tend to want to keep my parents, or any family really, far away from my living situation.

This is to say, I live in relative filth that my relatives need not experience.

One of these days myself and my roomates should remember we are not in college anymore and perhaps the act of cleaning should be one less frowned upon and avoided.

But it is way more less hard to not clean.

By: Cougar Allen

Cougar Allen — Wed, 01 Mar 2006 01:19:32 +0000

The problem is although we all intend to clean the floor eventually, why do it right now? You can always put it off — until your mother is coming. :>

By: bitchphd

bitchphd — Wed, 01 Mar 2006 01:54:35 +0000

The dirt / depression thing is a dialectic.

By: bright star (B*)

bright star (B*) — Wed, 01 Mar 2006 01:56:55 +0000

For me, depression means less cleaning, but, yeah, seeing the mess makes me more depressed. *sigh*

Fortunately I have a friend coming over the weekend, so I will at least clean somewhat. No one, not even my mother, inspires deep cleaning, though. There will be cobwebs.

By: wolfa

wolfa — Wed, 01 Mar 2006 04:42:24 +0000

She is not coming over, yet. Which is too bad, but hey: I got a fair bit cleaned up.

Deep cleaning is not what I’m going for. Livable is. And it’s almost there. My room needs some help, but even that is getting somewhere.

Luckily I’ve not lived here long enough to have cobwebs.