The Mind Gone Mad

IT’S DONE!

My girlfriend, Sarah, and I started this very long cleaning project of her apartment back around the end of May / beginning of June time period. It was something I warned that would take several months to do, but even I did not envision it to be the whole fucking summer. But today we finally finished the damn thing. Well mostly. All that remains are some finishing touches.

This was a project that was centered around cleaning, rearranged, and reorganizing her room. But to do that, I said we needed to first start with this room she has on the second floor of the apartment that was being treated like an attic. And it was full of junk. And I mean full of junk. Imagine a cheesy sitcom episode where the family cleans out their recently deceased father’s attic and it’s just wall to wall, floor to cleaning, piles of crap. That was this room.

That was what took pretty much the vast majority of our time. We filled and threw out at least 50 garbage bags (probably more) of junk, plus more that we piled into cardboard boxes that got thrown out, and finally just things that were so large we just threw them out as they were. Like broken old stereos, chairs, a leaking air conditioner, and 7″ tall dividing screens. And that’s really only naming a few things.

After all that, more than half the room was now available. The point? We needed room to move much of her own junk from her room up into there. Most notably, her hundreds of various books. I’m not exaggerating. Sarah is a bookworm and has hundreds upon hundreds of books. Novels, manga, comics, magazines, texts, dictionaries, picture books, children’s books, it goes on and on……

Her father and I eventually moved two very large book cases from her room up into this room. That was the key. We needed those damn things out of her room to free up space. We got the second one up last night. I went over there today at about 3:30 when no one was home and started early because I knew it was possible to finish. I didn’t think of it until I was nearly done, but I should have taken photos of her room before I started in and then taken some after just to show the huge difference.

That thing was filthy too. Sarah has a pet rabbit so there was hay everywhere. And I mean everywhere. I would move a dresser and there was nothing but hay behind it. Moved her bed, and hay was behind it. Moved her desk and oh yes, hay was behind there too. Not to mention lot shit load of dust and all kinds of assorted crap.

But it is over. It’s all rearranged and I can’t even believe we pulled it off. I’m just amazed she never gave up. Because there were times when I started to crack. And I love cleaning. Really love cleaning. Many of my friends have questioned my heterosexuality (not joking) because of my love for cleaning and how fussy I can get over it. But there were times when it just seemed too big. Too much. Soooooo much junk. Stuff I don’t even want to write about. It was just so much crap. But it’s done. And we are both happy.

All that really remains is getting a new rug and full size bed (something she wants very much).We do have plans to keep going around the rest of the apartment because it too could use a good cleaning (her dad is….how should I put this…..a slob!) But I’m happy with what we’ve done right now. And so is she. It was the main goal. For now? I am gonna go pass out as it is currently 2:10am and just got in a little while ago from all this.

Man….my back might be screaming at me at working tomorrow. Fuck….