My Robot Is Pregnant theme song!

An older man laid off the bottle 3 months ago and decided he finally had the time to clean up his place so the exterminator could come and do his thing. The landlord was insisting.
Drinking sure takes up a lot of one’s time. If ballerinas dance and drinkers drink the drinker is going to have a much messier apartment. You need some room to dance.
An old lonely drunk gets to be a pack rat, placing boxes in the hall, then mail on the box, then a sweater, then the recycling he will bring down tomorrow, more mail, throw a towel over it and start a new pile.
It doesn’t take too many years of drinking before the whole house is a series of paths around the piles.
Like the rodents nesting in the junk, a lonely old man feels vulnerable and wants the high walls around him, wants the tactile sense activated so he hugs the edges, avoids open spaces.
Hanging clothes on doors and light fixtures because closets can’t open anymore, pissing in empty bottles because the bathroom is filled with boxes, things slowly become normal because drinking is important and there’s no energy on a sober day to even begin the process of cleaning house.
This guy got sober and is throwing it all out.