Remember my room?

The one that looks vaguely like this?

Well... except that my room has four walls... and it's minus the seagulls and flies of course.

And there's no actual "garbage" in there, but there's plenty of piled-high, run-of-the-mill, I'm too lazy to tidy up the crap stuff in there?

Yep, that one.

My bedroom.

The junk room with a bed in it, room.

Well... I have a friend who is a complete and utter idiot sweetheart, and she's offered to clean/ tidy it for me.

Probably for money, and copious amounts of it to boot... but to tell you the truth, who cares?

Just so long as it's done.

See the thing is, this is the friend who's going to America with me.

And the night before we have to be at the airport, she's staying here for the night since we have to get up way before it's daylight, just to catch the shuttle bus to the airport.

So we've decided to stay up all night, and hopefully, we'll have the bonus of being so damn knackered the next day, that we'll sleep through most of the 14 hour flight.

That's the plan anyway.

And we decided that since we're gonna be staying up all night, we're gonna play the same Nintendo game - Super Mario Brothers, or some such - that we played years and years ago, when her now "big girl" was just a baby.

Now, she had to do some serious searching of her own, to find that old game and console and a couple of controllers that were hidden in the murky depths of her kids rooms.

So she must be getting pretty good at this sorting through crap stuff thing.

(lucky me, eh?)

Anyway, yesterday she showed up with everything we'll need for the "big night", tied up in a plastic bag.

And she says : "I'll just put this in your room, so we'll know where to find it, okay?"

My response?

A resounding "NOOOOOO! We'll never find it again, if you put it in there!!"

Which is when she said, "Don't worry, I'll come around next week and clean your room for you."

Yeah... right.

"No, really. I'll clean the room up for you. I promise."

So we'll just see what we see, eh?

Now contrary to popular opinion, it was actually David Hannum - and not P.T. Barnum who said: "There's a sucker born every minute."

But I just wonder which one of us is the sucker?

Time will tell, I guess...

I'll post pics... I promise.