A prisoner of your own room.

I am perspiring so much today. Perhaps due to my recent increase of mass with a slight feeling of clumsiness that causes this or it could be the feng shui. In other words the weather. What makes it worst is, my room is messy. Innate in me at a particular light of day, I have all the patience of a cool headed and jolly molly sort of a guy who can ignore all of this. However, with the hot warm weather, sticky body, my messy long hair and my uncomfortable soreness of my throat sums up the factors to ignite the rage within. My neck felt hot, an irresistible notion to just cut my long hair because it can cool down my head.

Anyway, back about my room. My room, does not feel like mine because;
1) The table is full of stuff and leaves too little space to experience a zen balanced workarea.
2) Bags all around.
3) Well for the past two weekends it was ok but before that I got moved out of the bed because someone was sleeping diagonally. I have proof!!
4) Pens and pencils used are not placed back into position.
5) Tit bits started to appear at random places.

As a person with an analytical mind on issues, I would like to see this problem as to a few factors of cause.
1) I, or my partner or we both may have too much things.
2) I am a lousy person to arrange things.
3) I have failed to strategize in freeing up space.
4) I am just blaming I whereas the we are not thinking at all?

Even the space I have now is so unmanageable; would it be worst when we have a bigger place? Papers, magazines, pamphlets, one too many calendars, more pamphlets, empty plastic drinking water bottles, wires, dusts, more bags and one really chaotic mind lying here silent with a bad throat with no understanding or feeling at all that I am in such condition.

Sometimes, I feel that I am being taken for granted but sometimes I felt that I should provide as much, to share as much, give if I can, smile and be happy that I did something right. Yet sometimes, situations make things seem unfair. May I heal with time?