Last night, on my daily walk-thru before bedtime, I discovered:
* an open gallon of milk, sitting in front of the linen closet
* General Grievous and Obi-Wan Kenobi, facing off on my bathroom floor next to the box of shoe polish supplies, also on the bathroom floor for some reason
This morning, I encountered:
* a pot of Earl Grey tea, with copious amounts of sugar speckling the surrounding countertop
* a saucepan on the stovetop, containing bright vermilion cooked crayfish staring blankly at their surroundings
* folded clothes in various piles scattered around the flat surfaces of the living room, making it intraversable (at least they were folded)
* a ringing phone, but the handset was not on the hook, and I don't know where it is...
Believe you me, my business is picking up.
I’m dreaming of a white Christmas
4 months ago
5 comments:
I tell you what, hide and it might all go away...
It doesn't work for me but there's always a first time.
Hugs!!
BTW, I have a dinosaur growing on my windowsil in a ice cream tub of water. Who said toys couldn't be exquisite ornaments?
so let me ask, are you reaping what your husband sowed as a child?
was the milk in need of a towel after it's shower?
(this sounds like my house in a couple of years, I currently just have matchbox cars and dying balloons in random places...oh, and a perpetual pile of "Geotrax" trains on the rug)
lol Christy! In my house, you just never know.
Richard.....I'm reaping what *I* have sowed :) :\
Sarah... I greatly prefer toys in tubs on windowsills, rather than discovering them in the dark with my toes.
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