Sloppiness of the Brainiac

Our grandson is moving to college next weekend. He’s been told to clean his room before he starts packing.

I use the word room loosely because his room is the upstairs solarium and the largest room in the house. Typical guy, he got his girlfriend to come to help him.

I seldom go upstairs, so I didn’t know how bad it was until they carried out the fourth full trash bag.

He had that much junk, not to mention the piles of clothing. The floor of his closet was covered with clothes that had somehow “fallen off the hangers,” he said.

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Carol Burt

Former print journalist, former mayor, retired law enforcement officer. Writing about politics and government along with random personal essays.