My room wasn't really all the messy today, if you don't count the pile of clothing that had accumulated on my bench or the pile of pillows in the middle of the floor. Even worse than just messy, it had gotten disorganized. The books were on the bookshelves, just not in their proper places. All of my purses and tote bags were put away, but with things in them. Things I've been looking for. Cleaning those bags out felt like Christmas . My closet yielded up a missing hairbrush, Mambo Surf tote, a missing (and much needed) lint roller, my missing iPod, an unopened box of Rock'n'Roll magnetic poetry, and a bag of dark chocolate M&Ms.
None of these things had been missing very long, but I was still very glad to see them. Especially the chocolate.