Cluttered. But on the positive side it improved foot dexterity if you can step around everything, and if a burglar ever comes in, they'll trip a lot.
My bedroom floor is not MY bedroom floor -- strictly speaking. It's the bedroom floor of my stepmother. Well, she's hardly my "mother" since she's only six years older than I am, but she does have many virtues. I think. Actually, I hardly know her.
I have to keep my teddy bears on the floor, as there is not enough space on the bed for all of them.Thal
Haha, can I use that next time mum tells me to clean up my room??
Wouldn't work on my parents...darn!
Plenty of room for dancing.
except that there won't be any, that's for sure...
Not even of the horizontal variety.Thal
I may indeed refrain from telling much here but am nevertheless inclined to observe that the floor - the subject of this thread - is hardly the most obviously comfortable place for that variety...Best,Alistair
Clothes, wood shavings, dirt, random bits of paper, books, broken stuff, garbage, sheet music, CD's, electronics (mostly broken because I stepped on them), etc.You can't even see the floor.
I can actually see it... for those who know me, this is a major shock. Actually, I was recently able to unearth my desk and a bookshelf I've nearly forgotten about..
Where is the bookshelf? Mine's on the wall so just assuming that's where every other bookshelf must be
Can I have the 5 bookshelves, and the books in them?? Please?My bedroom floor is clean! I cleaned my room last night and the only thing on there is my ugg boots.