A CLEAN ROOM IS A SIGN OF A SICK MIND

Thursday

A CLEAN ROOM IS A SIGN OF A SICK MIND

When I start cleaning, it means I need a project and something to keep me occupied. Maybe I am going through an early mid life crisis. I no longer know what I want or who I am.

For those who don’t know me, I am a person who loves beautiful things but am definitely not domesticated. I am not a rich kid, but I am a brat.

Put it this way, I went on leave for a week, and out of Malaysia. I got back to the office, my BOSS cleaned my desk because it was such an eyesore.

I am not good at cleaning. And I can live in a pigsty room without a care in the world. It is going to be messed up again, so why bother!

I don’t know what is wrong with my head. Yesterday, I spring clean my room, my car, and now it’s like a new project of what I need to buy and do to it.

I know, there is something wrong with me. This is going overboard. First cleaning – who knows what’s next in store. I AM NOT ME ANYMORE!                                                                            

My guy friends were in my car yesterday, and this was the  picture 

 of my car that he shared on our BBM group.

And I will update this pic, with a picture of car later.

 (I have sent it to be washed and vacuumed!)