|  Okay, I hate a nasty house, but for me, a cluttered messy one is unavoidable. Several times a year I go through all of my belongings and throw things away. Most of the time, they are not new things, but stuff that I could not bear to part with the last time.
My mother was a pack rat and now I understand why. I can not stand to look for something and realize I have thrown it away. If something looks like I may be able to use it in the future, I will do my best to find a place for it.
I have a germ phobia, so things have to be clean. But, sometimes I like clutter. Clutter, to me, gives the place a lived in feeling. Like, you have been there a while and aren't going anywhere soon. I don't feel comfortable in a house the looks like a museum.
Being that I was orphaned at the age of ten, I moved around a lot during my childhood, so I am just use to moving. I get restless sitting still for long. In that case, you would think that I would not get the chance to collect much junk.
I am an avid reader. I read books depending on what mood I am in that day, so I can be reading like five books all at one time. Then, there are all the books that I haven't read yet, the ones that I want to read again and the ones that I keep for my library one day.
I love the kind of house where the bathroom has so much in it, that you may not be alone in there and not even know it. There are the racks that go over the back of the commode and you can put plants and brick-a-brack and exotic soaps on there.
You have several bed in the bag sets to change the entire look of your room at will. You have a cookbook library in you kitchen. Magnets and pictures on the refrigerator and every kitchen appliance ever invented. Every spice and seasoning there is.
You know, maybe like a grandmother's house would be. Maybe, if I had grown up with a grandmother, I would not be trying to create that feeling for myself. Maybe I am just longing for stability and that's what a cluttered house represents to me. Oh well, I pray that some day I will have a family of my own and put down some roots.
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