Empty bottles?

As happens once every week or so, I have been running around the house with a black big garbage bag and throwing junk into it. Every week I go on this mad throwing useless stuff away, because the next day the help is coming. I also make sure that the laundry I have is piled neatly and have the whites brighter than whites sort of thing. Which is extremely mad again since this is my house and I can choose to do what I like. Come tomorrow, this house will look like a house which has popped straight out of a magazine, then I ruin it in a week. And when I sat ruin, I really mean over-ruin. I don't know why, probably it's laziness, but I prefer to think it's because I don't know how to do things properly, which is also very true. Yeah yeah I have to try, but it takes me an hour to do one square metre, and then it doesn't make much difference. I'm used to it by now anyway. I just don't throw anything away, including empty Diet Coke bottles (plenty of those), empty bottles of water (more plenty of those), and just stuff. Perhaps if I took one day out of this blog, I could do better, but I won't. Because a blog is so much more interesting than empty plastic bottles.