My house is a disaster, people. A DISASTER.
I know you think I'm exaggerating, but I'm serious. Some examples:
- When we left on Thursday to go down to Maryland, I said to my husband, "I hope we don't all get killed in a car accident because I would DIE if anyone saw my house like this."
- My husband is out of pants. Must iron the huge pile of wrinkled khakis. Stat.
- I keep tripping over things on my way to the bathroom at night. Like play swords, stuffed animals, bath toys and items for sale on ebay. (What? Doesn't this sound like your bedroom floor?)
- There is very little surface area visible on the dresser, the desk, the kitchen counters and the top of the washing machine. Its dangerous.
- Seriously, I can't see my printer.
- Ohmy WORD, my closet.
- Don't even get me started on the kids rooms. I may tear my hair out.
So, I am determined to get things in order this week. By Friday, this house WILL be picked up, cleaned up and caught up.
Who's with me?
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