Last month returned to my parents' house while I search for a new job. They offered me a desk in the computer room, and cleared it for me. But every day I came

Last month returned to my parents' house while I search for a new job. They offered me a desk in the computer room, and cleared it for me. But every day I came down to use it, my mum or dad had put something (papers, clothes, wires) into the empty space. To establish that this is "my" space, they told me to put "my" things there. Then it won't be a vacuum. On the contrary, my colleagues in Taiwan were surprised that I always filled my desk with all kinds of things, mostly electronic. They thought it looked "messy", but I thought it's just my way of showing that I still exist. For a long time, I considered my girlfriend's opinion of my room to be very hypocritical. She has so many plastic bottles of random creams that she can't see her TV. Instead of tidying, she stands up for 20 minutes while watching her shows! It finally dawned on me that she thinks wires are messy, and I think plastic is messy.