I'd love to have something more thrilling to say but today is chore day. The lawn is mowed. The garden is watered. The laundry is washed and folded. The dog is dog-tired from a morning of (highly risky) fox taunting and subsequent running away. The dishes are loaded into the dishwasher. I feel like I've been going a million miles an hour today and yet:
The TV room looks like this.
The playroom (avert your eyes if you've got a weak stomach) looks like this.
The backyard (as lovely as it is) still looks like this. Sod arrives Saturday. I'm ready!
Which is why I spend so much of my time out here.
Waa Waa Waa... I know. Life is good. But it ain't tidy.
The TV room looks like this.
The playroom (avert your eyes if you've got a weak stomach) looks like this.
The backyard (as lovely as it is) still looks like this. Sod arrives Saturday. I'm ready!
Which is why I spend so much of my time out here.
And anyone who gets on their high-horse and tells you their place looks any different is a liar! Plus, I don't think it's that bad. Those are clean clothes right? Your kids are pretty happy right? and now you have no plumbing issues (this week). Yah, I'd say you're running a good game there.
ReplyDeleteOh, mixed metaphors... I'm feeling sleepy. Must have been the cake (couldn't have been the beer).
Mmmmmm... cake...
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing in my not-so-secret shame. School's out a week from today and then the real mess (and the real fun) begins!