In the spirit of full disclosure, here it is: I have a very dirty secret. Upstairs in my normally tidy house, there is a door.
If you come over to my house, this door is almost always closed. There is a reason for that. The first being that when it’s open, I break out into hives of nervousness and get generally stressed out. The second being that I don’t want you to judge me when you see what’s behind it.
Well, I like to think that I am generally pretty honest with you guys, my favorite internet buddies, so here you go: my dirty secret.
Behind door #1 is….
The Guest Room of Doom. I can’t believe I am showing you this. This room collects all of the junk, crap and stuff that we don’t know what to do with, don’t have room for, or can’t/won’t/don’t feel like dealing with any given moment. Every couple of months, we go in, clean up the whole thing and it looks great for a couple weeks. Then, slowly but surely, the junk creeps back in. I blame Trevor for this. Why? Because he’s not here to defend himself.
Seriously, it generally starts after my sweet husband takes out his much-loved camping stuff from the attic or closet. He inevitably won’t feel like putting it back up, so it “temporarily” goes into the guest room until we get motivated to move it. The real villain in this story is the attic- it’s such a pain to stick stuff up there so we shove it in the guest room until we get motivated. Anyway, once one thing goes in, it’s like the floodgates of junk open up and swallow up the room. I feel like once it’s a little messy, it’s okay to shove everything I come across in there and ignore it. It doesn’t help that it’s one of only two rooms in our house that still has the hideous forest green carpet (we’ve replaced the rest) so I generally shut the door anyway. A closed door is like an invitation for me to hide things behind it! It’s a sickness, really.
Just because, here are some more pictures of the room detailing exactly what kind of junk is filling it:
I just realized that I am just like Monica on “FRIENDS” with her crazy messy closet. Oh no.
I do plan on cleaning this room this weekend. But while we’re sharing, do you have a spot where you shove all your junk? Or is it just Monica and I? Oh, the shame.