This is not too much. It can be worse.

Loads of garbage we have each week. Boxes, trays, sixpacks, plastic.

We collect it, put it into 1 of the boxes & at mondays & thursdays give them to the garbage collectors.

I don’t have to do that anymore. I don’t work at the right moment.

Actually, I do work at the right moment. So I don’t have the responsibility for it anymore.

How I can’t stand cleaning up.

People tend to think that it’s all organised at my place.

Well, it is. But it’s a mess too. A mess where I can find my way.

Untill the moment I get visitors. That’s the moment I lose control.

I put things at places people won’t notice them anymore.

& That’s where I lose track of them too.