I would say that I have about two more hours of work to do in my daughter's room. I have already spent at least ten hours in there this weekend, but you should also know that it has been almost done for months. The walls are painted, beautiful. The rug is up, great! The floor is done, minus a couple of throw rugs, hooray! The books are on the shelves, good for me! The fish tank is clean, I rule!
What's left you might ask. Ahhh. What is left could very well take the average person an hour. It is two baskets of random items that I found in my heavy duty cleaning rampage. Two big baskets.
Why Nothing Gets Done
This is where it gets rough. This is when the room looks great except for two big baskets full of things that need to be either thrown out or put away. This is when I walk away, I'll do it tomorrow, I'll do it next weekend. I never do it, and thus my collection expands, instead of going away where it should be, I move to another room and begin it all again.
Again, I say ahhhhhh.
Ha-ha-ha, try living with me, I have trouble living with myself.
I am writting to you dear blog, hoping that just rereading you will help me see what a nut I am. I am obviously aware of the problem, so what's the big stinking issue.
I'll let you know what happens - it's Sunday 2/6.
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