I woke up and looked around my house. It looks like I have let it go again. Time to down some coffee and make it presentable. I have had, and will continue to have, a busy few weeks, so I need to get off my butt and get this house in shape. I really can’t function with a mess around me. It clutters my mind.
Why is it that stuff multiplies on every flat surface in my life? It seems, when I clean it off, the next day it is full again. In my next life I will not have cats; too much cat hair to sweep up (okay stop laughing)! Someday, we will only use paper plates so I can keep up with the dishes. How do people keep up with all of this?
I know I will tackle it and win for a day or two and then, a week later, I will wonder what happened again. Guess I was not meant to live in a showroom-clean home. At least I don’t have company very often.
My “do a little,sit a little” style keeps me moving and get’s things done. But some days, I feel I am losing the battle. So more coffee and grab the broom. Where did I put that duster? Things are getting done here at Casa G today come hell or high water. Just one more cup of coffee.