In my defense it is not dirty, more cluttered. This can be attributed to my overflowing cupboards and draws with no room for half my clothes, so they are pretty much dumped in piles. There is also my ridiciculous shoe collection. More recently I have acquired a lot of textbooks, I have always had lots of textbooks, however in this Masters degree I have actually had to read them so they also line my room. After staying up for 30 hours doing the assignment from hell the past Sunday night I was actually sleeping with 5 textbooks in my bed each averaging 300 pages. No room for a man when you are doing my degree. I also have a large tub full of children's books, games, art supplies and a whole lotta of other teacher tools.
Add in my expansive DVD, magazine and make up collection and you get the picture. A complete squalor.
It's made me realize that I need to move out soon. Mainly to spread shit out.
With the money I have saved so far in my life and spent on holidays I would have had a down payment on an apartment, but can't compare that with memories of almost 20 countries explored.
I think around this time next year, hopefully I will have (fingers crossed) got up a bit of savings and a few casual days a week set up, so that I could find a place to live.
I think I need to live by myself at least once in my life, I am pretty independent so I think I'd manage. Sometimes I spend expansive amounts of time looking up New York real estate. It depresses me how you can get a decent sized apartment in NYC fir less than you would pay for a place in the Sydney city area.
But a girl can dream.
NYTimes
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