This is easy – my bedroom! Without a shadow of a doubt!
I’m pretty good at keeping desktops reasonably tidy, but that’s because I bury junk in folders, and those folders in one folder called “Stuff”. My home computer has less “stuff” because I don’t really create anything that doesn’t then move online. It has a few website master files some photos and some music but nothing the likes of which I create with gay abandon at work.
The bedroom is a mess because of clothes, largely. I love my house, but what it lacks is storage. I don’t have folders to put everything in! The rooms are pretty small and I do maybe collect more than I strictly need. For this reason I generally ask friends and family for birthdays and Christmas to gift me nothing or consumables – food, for example. I don’t need more things that take up space.
I get dressed and undressed in my bedroom so clothes tend to accumulate in a few piles – clean and not clean. One will generally diminish as the other grows. I do use the piles, though, to determine which clothes I can throw out at regular intervals. If it doesn’t have a pile, I don’t wear it, so it can go. When both piles get too big, I tidy.
To be fair, my whole house is a tip at the moment. I seem to create piles. So I have a pile of stuff next to the sofa that I’ve been looking at. I have a pile of stuff on the desk in the study because it’s the first room I walk into. There is a pile of recycling in the kitchen. Because only Moo and I live there and I get infrequent visitors I have little motivation to keep it in top condition. However, I do like a clean and tidy house. Sometimes it’s what I need – “tidy house, tidy mind” and all that. My job for the weekend is to get it sorted out.
We’re still here.
What a beautiful mess this is.
A Beautiful Mess by Jason Mraz (or the clothes on my floor)