I have to make a confession. The other night, when I cleaned off the Queen bedroom chair? I wanted to finish my blog post, so I cleared the chair by throwing everything on the bed. I had every intention of going back to put everything away, but after I finished posting I got very distracted by an urgent situation. An unfinished jigsaw puzzle. So the room has looked like this for the last couple of nights.

The truth.

The truth.

Um, yeah, I slept with all that crap in the bed. I just curled up a bit. Tonight, I came home from the country club (I’m finding “the country club” sounds more upbeat then calling my work cubicle “my cell”) and cleaned up that mess. For real. I’m so sorry for deceiving you. Can we ever rebuild the trust?

Cleaned up, for real.

Cleaned up, for real.

Oh, maybe now is a good time to mention that boxes 128 & 129, the old paint cans, are still sitting in the garage. To be fair, I never reported them fully gone from the property. Goddess, I feel so dirty.

Stay tuned…