Anxiety!

So, after I had thoroughly cleaned the house... and my bedroom, my mom decides she would like to paint my ceiling. MY ceiling? :( Why my ceiling, what did my ceiling ever do to HER, to make her want to paint it? It wasn't doing anything wrong, except being worn and tinted yellow, and being dusty... and being in MY room where she doesn't go.

But she insisted... and won. :(

So now I have ripped down the glow in the dark stars, I have had for 5+ years... and I have torn out the top of my closet... (all the junk) and it's setting in the hallway pathetically... and so... I decided I should wash my sheets.

Basically my room is a mess... a cluttered, disorganized, FRENZY.

I am feeling anxious, and nervous, and like ripping my hair out, because seeing all my things out of place drives me crazy. I guess in the end though, I'll have a nice fresh white coat of paint on my ceiling, and when everything is put back, I'll be able to relax.

Note: after I ripped all my stars off... I saw how badly it needed to be painted... because there were little white stars where my stars had been ripped off... shows how cigarette smoke, and dust can make a white ceiling look, dusty, yellow, and gross.