Stupid Girl
I would love to say that I live one of those zen lives, accumulating few possessions. Unfortunately I am a hoarder, a disorganised hoarder. OK perhaps more lazy than disorganised but it has the same result. I am also a procrastinator, especially when it comes to things like doing my taxes before the last possible moment. This would be alright if I did not tuck my paperwork away in a 'safe place' and end up tearing my whole room apart the night before I need to register the damn thing so that I go ever so slightly insane with panic when at one in the morning I still have not found it. I have a lovely mess in my room now. Paperwork, catalogues, souvenirs, letters, postcards, bills, payslips, and general junk dating from years ago is scattered over every available surface. On the plus side I found a whole heap of stuff I'd forgotten I even needed. Let us think about that for a while ...