I am 95-ish percent sure that tomorrow is the day that I will do something about this disaster area I call a house. Wednesdays are well-known to be perfect all-day cleaning days.
What? They’re not? Ok, you got me. I just made that up. I have to lie to myself if I’m going to spend my day sweeping up crumbs, sorting piles of mail, and hanging up sweaters…
I spend most of yesterday trying to tidy up my hell hole. I’m still not done!
See what beki has been blogging about: twelve by twelve
It never ends, does it?! And even if you manage to finish it, somebody wanders through with a snack full of crumbs…
Looks like my house but doesn’t have to be wednesday, lol…