I have no idea what I'm doing

So, I only go back into the bedroom to sleep, because otherwise Robin Hood's in there being a hermit. He takes most of his meals in there and only leaves to go to his gaming nights on Tuesdays.

I've just pulled three bags of trash from under the bed and around his desk. I'm banning food from the bedroom. I'm banning beer from the bedroom. He can have a drink back there so long as when he fetches it, he brings out his empty soda can. The man's nearly 30. This is disgusting. At least the mess on my desk is all magazines and Post-it Notes.

I'm still not done back there either. I wanted to move the bed because as it is, it's blocking the door. It was set up as a guest-room, but as a long-term bedroom, it's not set up well. But I may need to wait until Robin Hood gets home to do that bit. I'm already exhausted from just cleaning the floor and his desk.


At least I finally found all the missing socks. They were all shoved under the bed behind his wall of trash. :|