Queen of Clean

Today when I got in from my weekend excursion to Charleston, the suite was a disaster. I am talking a huge mess. It looked like a tornado had swept through the living room. There was trash from takeout in the bedroom. I went into a frenzy and have been cleaning it on and off ever since. If there is one thing I can't stand, it's a mess. Now a few years ago I was not this way. When I had my first apartment with my very first roommate, Jenna, she was definetly the more clean of the two of us. I guess I am changing my ways. I change my sheets and do laundry 1X a week. I pick up after myself. My roommate the best Frashley ever, but is not exactly on board with my sentiments about cleaning. The pictures of our teeny tiny apartment. The living room is an "after" picture. I should have taken a "before". I'll let you guess which side of the room is mine from the photos above.