Hoarder

My spaces are starting to feel a little bit like this these days:

Because of all this:

and this:

oh and these:

and I just want to preface this by saying...I don't know how this happens. Everywhere I turn there's piles of empty or half-empty bottles of water. And it's not like I can even blame Nate for it either; they're on my sink, at my desk, and on my floor beneath my side of the bed.

Hmm...

On the bright side, at least I'm staying hydrated right?