Domestic Goddess, not.

Came home to domestic chores and sat down with no energy for anything else but to type on line on the blog and to proceed watching American dramas. And its still a pig sty, with a little less grime. :/

Everywhere I look, I see tons of items that mean something to me.
A book not read, a box unopened, bags waiting to be filled, bags waiting to be cleared of stuff that have been in there for more than a year, books I read that I believe one day I will read again, CDs that are just collecting dust, books, notebooks, books, textbooks... things I'm unwilling to throw away. Perhaps you can tell a person by her room.

Decadent.