...I am such a slob sometimes...

So I've always kind of been a neat freak. Not obsessively clean or anything, but I do like my things organized and in their place. But last weekend, I went on a camping trip with some friends... And let me tell you, it was the messiest experience ever. By Sunday morning, our campsite looked like the aftermath of a tornado... Clothes scattered everywhere, trash all over the ground, empty beer cans strewn about like they were just dropped randomly. I tried to clean up as best I could but... Honestly, I'm pretty sure my attempt at cleaning was worse than the original mess. It's so embarrassing because when my friends started packing up their stuff, they were cracking jokes about how I'd probably spend hours organizing everything back home. And here I am, feeling like a complete failure for something as simple as camping...