sisters

today, we cleaned out my sister's room.

it was ugly.

just a warning for all you OCD people out there, you might want to stop reading.

(well, actually, if you have a collecting sort of OCD, you might find it a little gratifying, but if you have a germ-a-phobia, cleanliness kind of OCD, then you should look away. you could get uncomfortable.)

First of all, let me say that we filled up four big trash bags...of trash. Just paper and stuff.

We filled up two big trash bags full of VHS tapes. i could not tell you when she last had a VCR. But just in case, we also found a tape rewinder.

We found eight watches (not counting the one she wears on her wrist) i think only one worked.

We found four portable CD players, one walk-man, and two larger CD players.

i filled up three CD wallets with CDs.

we found no less than 20 unopened tubes of chapstick (various flavors)

we found five big never used (probably never opened) art sets

we found eleven small packages of tissue

we filled an entire drawer with pens, pencils, crayons, and markers

i found a plate (which she claimed was for her dinner this evening- she likes to get out her plates in advance)

we found countless wires and plugs

eight full packs of UNO cards (some were themed) along with lots of individual UNO cards scattered throughout the room

five washcloths

four towels

one tennis racket and three tennis balls

and i wish that i had counted the amount of batteries that we threw away because it was astronomical. Not to mention the batteries that were still in packs.

but far and away, the most that she had of anything was DVDs. they were stacked in piles all over her bed and the floor and in boxes everywhere. But the kicker is that we were not allowed to touch the DVDs, or she would yell at us. Even if i tried to move them, i would see her eyes boring into me. i would get a warning first, then i would bear the wrath. she hates me, she is never going to talk to me again, etc. eventually, she got tired of us asking her if something was trash or not, which was fine because i pretty much tried to get rid of most things without her noticing.

it didn't always work.

her room looks a lot better now, although there is still a long way to go. and the living room is FULL of her stuff everywhere. unfortunately, i am working tomorrow and i will not be able to help them cart all of that stuff downstairs. i guess that is ok though, because i helped carry my other sister's stuff up six flights of stairs to move her into her dorm on Thursday. you could say moving sister's things would be a theme for this week. i am glad it is almost over.

two more days until school!!!