During this super busy few weeks, something has to fall apart, so it is my house. I went out of town for 8 days to the writing conference, spent a couple of extra days there, writing and visiting a friend, came home to then leave again to lead an out of town workshop, and in all the moments between am working on writing as much as I can!
So this is to make you feel better. Or to shatter any other image you may have had of me. HA. (Sorry mom. I'll be getting a phonecall from her I'm sure. She would have never let this happen).
This has been at the top of my staircase all summer, waiting on me to have a garage sale.
We've been adding and adding to the garage sale collections. This is the hallway. Now I have to really have the garage sale.
My daughter has been banned from all activities until this is cleaned up.
Someone thankfully did the laundry, but can we make bets how long it will stay here?
An entire box of Girls 101 shirts waiting to be dealt with.
My daughter spilled olive oil in the kitchen. Gross.
Then I came back to find this. "Are you coming back to clean this up??"
"I had to go cut my friend's hair!"
It is still waiting on her.
I want to throw away my house and start over! I told everyone I am leaving again. HA, not really.
My house will be cleaned in two weeks. Promise.
If I can stand it that long!