Our House

When I'm sick and the Mr.'s busy with school, this is what our house looks like:

When I finally looked around the house, I panicked.  Maybe "panic" is too strong a word.  I'll rephrase.  I felt overwhelmed and annoyed.  Something had to be done.  I decided to start with the laundry.  It went from this:

To this ... I devoted an entire day to this task.  I did so much laundry, I lost track of how many loads I did.  I even put it away.

A day later, our home feels normal ...

And I do, too.  Here's my ::SIGH:: of relief:  Ahhh ...