My Name is Tess and I’m a Mess

Posted on December 21, 2015 by Tessa

My Name is Tess and I’m a Mess!

My name is Tess.

My room’s a mess.

There is no border

When you’re a hoarder.

I need to clean this up,

Oh look, a cup!

Shame on me,

I let it be.

To you it’s visible

To me it is invisible.

Others see it if I let them up,

Oh look, I found the pup!

Shame on me, I don’t care,

Make me clean it , if you dare!

About Tessa

My name is Tessa Dean and I am an author and blogger. My writing styles vary and I love writing using prompts. I am also writing my first book, a Memoir entitled "Government Property - A Memoir of a Military Wife". This is being published on the blog rather than the traditional way. I am putting up chapters as I go along. I keep my blog filled with useful content, stories, and poems. Plenty to keep you busy. I have also been interviewed by blogs and had other posts published on many different blogs. I also wrote a series of articles on Bipolar Disorder for IBPF (International Bipolar Foundation). I am in my 60’s and disabled which allows me plenty of time to write to my heart’s content. I live in southern New Jersey and have 3 children and 5 grandchildren. My oldest grandchild is a Sargent in the United States Marine Corps.

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2 Responses to My Name is Tess and I’m a Mess

FLO says:

December 21, 2015 at 6:06 PM

Hmm. It isn’t a matter of “making” me declutter the house. I’d really like to get it done. When I was in better shape I got lots done. Since I’ve been so very ill, I’m not able to do much at all. Are you ABLE to declutter and, for some reason, refusing? Or, is this a task beyond you right now?

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- Tessa says:
  
  December 21, 2015 at 6:20 PM
  
  Both, physically it hurts to do much, but I don’t want to either. Double whammy. I am in a weird mood, you are liable to see anything on here. I am manic, enraged one minute and goofy the next. I need an overhaul on my meds I think. Annoying the hell out of dad. I talk so fast and he can’t hear me and he gets mad. Easier to stay away in this mood.
  
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