My god, it's full of floor!

I've had one of those "oh god, the mess is going to eat me" bugs for a while now, and that's resulting in a giant room organization/rearrangement fest. I'm also currently completely mad. I've been oscillating between fits of despair and not knowing where I'll put things and the urge to declare myself a god (to the rats - there's no one else to hear) and run about in a frenzy. So far, I have obeyed neither, and have managed to stick to steadily putting things in ever-smaller piles, or in the trash can. I do have more floor right now than I've had in some time, however, and that's pretty cool.

Also: it is a swarm of locusts day, and eating is getting really annoying. Soon I shall devour all! Food doesn't even sound all that good; I'm just stopping to consume when the stomach pain gets too bad or my blood sugar drops enough that I feel like I'll tip over.

Still, minor cleanliness (in the midst of extreme chaos). Quasi-organization!