That that thing..That that place - Part I

My habits concerning home maintenance is no better than a college-going girl (all disciplined girls, pls excuse me)...one can always have the thrill of playing treasure hunt in the place I live..Despite the thrill this situation offers, most of the time it is not accompanied by fun. I've the credit of earning the wrath of many "that-that-thing,that-that-place" philosophers across the world. First of all my mom. Though she is worried about every single thing in the world most of the time, I enjoy a major share of it due to my talent of being highly dis-organized..like take the bag from a closet, fill it with stuff, go for an outing, come back and leave the stuff in the living room for 2 days..there will be a "beautiful, captivating" smell coming from the room. Of course, I'll be the person complaining about it and when we track down the "smell", it comes from the bag, and some of the stuff inside it had turned into a different form to emit this "smell"...there I go again, becoming the cause of concern for so many people around me..Lately, this not following "that-that-thing-in-that-that-place" has been getting on my husband's nerves...I put some thought on why these philosophers are so paranoid about their thought.They do really make sense and it always helps to find things in their place..I also thought about why most of us are not able to do it...will post my thoughts on it soon..