I have a few reasons why I am posting these pics. One - I thought there were a few of you who could use a good laugh. I spent the last 2 weeks studying for finals and working on projects and this is what has happened while I was buried in my books. Second reason - maye they will make someone else feel like they are not alone or make them feel like it could always be WORSE!!! Third - maybe if I post them, it will motivate me to get my butt in gear and I can post some AFTER pictures. There are lots of reasons - but lastly I am going to count my blessings today. I will whistle while I work even if I have to work until midnight. And I am not always that way - there are lots of times I go into the laundry room and I just want to run out and down the street screaming like a mad woman - like its a bad reoccurring nightmare - Attack of the Killer Neverending Dirty Clothes! Like I am going to drown in them. But no stress today - they will get done and just as I get them done I will turn around and there will be more - so get over it! I have cleaned and cleaned and cleaned the kids room but my 4 and 2 year olds are human tornados and I have allowed the mess to get too out of control for them and I must intercede and today is that day. Maybe today I will simplify and try to get rid of some of it. I am a self diagnosed Pack Rat and I genetically inherited it. Sorry Dad! I do want to know where did all these clothes come from! I really could used a commercial size washer and dryer! I hope you guys have a good laugh and if anyone has free time on their hands - well you know where I live. Count your blessings - you will miss those little clothes piled up, those little toys spread out on the floor, the house will be too quiet some day! We may not always feel that way but it is true. I look at Breana and think back to when she was like Emma and wonder where did the time go. Before long she will be talking about college and going off on her own and I will wonder what did I do with the time we had when she was here. Did I obsess about my house (obviously not!!!) did I work too much - did I miss too much? Don't miss those little moments and "don't sweat the small stuff" I love my family and I feel blessed by my family.
