Meth: a Ticking Timebomb Gone Viral

Fabric Softener vs Washing Detergent vs Sanity

Today, I cleaned...meth makes a person not care...about anything. I looked at my room and thought...Ewwwww...so, I pulled everything out and cleaned the walls, the drawers, the ceiling fan, the TV unit (what is it about a TV unit that attracts so much dust?) and stripped my bed and washed the sheets.

I know one thing, tonight when I get into bed, it's going to be a nice feeling knowing that I have a spotless room.

I had just gotten finished with my room and was about to make myself some lunch when I heard a loud noise like something had fallen in the laundry. Turns out that when I had washed my sheets, I hadn't put the (almost full) bottle of fabric softener back on the shelf properly. It had dropped off the shelf and exploded. The walls and the floor were covered in the liquid that had by then flowed under the washing machine.

Then, as I felt my anger rise, I calmed myself...realising that it wasn't the end of the world (fabric softener is way easier to clean up than if it was a full bottle of washing detergent), and there wasn't a lot I could do about it by then. So, I cleaned it all up and finally, after about an hour, ate my lunch.

Things happen...but it's not the things that count, it's how we deal with them. Later, I got on my bike and let the things that bring me down go. Thinking instead about how much I will benefit from these good choices I am making right now.