I avoided writing my theatre critique until the last possible second (read: 7:30 so I could be in bed - having watched TV and read at least a chapter of He's Just Not That Into You - by 10. In the middle of my paper, I turned around to see my disaster area of a room which led me to remmeber a little theory I came up with sometime long ago...or last year. Room Reflects Self. Now the major, and obvious, principal of RRS is that the state of organization in my bedroom directly reflects the amount of homework, regular work, dishes, cleaning, errands, lack of time to get out the freakin' door...I have at any given point.
Observe Exhibit A: Came back after a weekend at home with an extra bag of winter clothes, a few boxes of shoes and a pile of untouched homework. I'll clean my room once I finish my homework and decide that taking my clothes out of the suitcase is worth the hassle of finding hangers to hang everything back up in my color coordinated closet (which is no longer fully color coordinated due to a little thing I like to call Closet Reflects Self, but you get the idea).