"Someone's" Room

More sighs.  .  .  Yes, I'm actually cleaning today. Not getting incredibly far, because things keep popping up. Like this most recent room I vacuumed.

"Her" room is never dirty, but ALWAYS incredibly cluttered. Today I found a fitted sheet, couch pillow, ALL the colored pencils this family owned, 13 paper towels, ALL the connect four pieces, ALL the poker pieces, ALL OUR MARBLES (yes, I know you are all relieved that I'm back in my right mind), 7 paper clips "she" had made into "keys" to get into her room (nevermind the fact I found them inside her LOCKED room), garden twine, and SO much more.

I have to do "this" when she isn't home.  It's mentally exhausting. I feel like I need a coffee break and a chat with a good friend.  Actually, any friend will do at this point. My motivation had left the house.