Unlike Ugh-A-Roni, which can be cooked on the stove by adding a little water and served up for dinner, Ugh-A-Roony is a malady born of fatigue and a severe lack of sleep. Its symptoms include a general inability to concentrate and to hear the voices of pillows calling from the other room.
Thankfully, it's a temporary condition. Usually resolving itself after a full eight hours of sleep without interruption, Ugh-A-Roony is not to be taken lightly. Repeated doses of Ugh-A-Rooney can result in a severe episode of Don't-Give-A-Lick.
Since I do give a lick, I guess I'd better nip this current case of Ugh-A-Rooney in the bud and go to bed.
Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.
You can read the start of my journey here.