Here it is, ladies. The moment you've been waiting for...a look at my mess.
Please note: If you are well organized (I confess my envy) and clutter sends chills down your spine, proceed with caution and have your mouse ready to click away at a moment's notice. I am not liable for any convulsion or other side effect you may experience from viewing this blog post. Also, please know this was not easy.
So, for repressed, imperfect housewives everywhere... *insert me pumping my fist in the air yelling, "FREEDOM!" - Braveheart style here* ...let's get the show on the road.
Here you see my living room. Full of boxed kitchen cabinets. They were blocking the front door, a fire hazard I'm sure, they have since been removed. I am not sure why my lamp has a "lean" going on, but it still looks like that today. And no, the love seat does not normally reside where it is resting.
This is another look at a recent hazard, only in my backyard. The old kitchen cabinets. And a couple appliances. Are we screaming junkyard or what?! Our neighbors are glad this is gone.
Now, I could just leave it at that, but...that would be misleading and a gross misrepresentation of my filth and clutter. Let's proceed...
My orange room. It's a lovely room that I have issues with in which I constantly struggle with its functionality, but it provided adequate space for our "new to us" refrigerator and stove as they waited to be installed. (Thanks again, Dad and Kathy!) It also seemed to be a magnet for "stuff". You can see a box of diapers, oranges, an infant car seat, and things that need to be donated. Oh, and one little boy who doesn't seem too badly affected. Adversity builds character, right?
You've probably had enough, but...this is our "Discovery" room. Named because it houses all our "school" stuff, but now it just means, "You never know what you'll discover in there." Boxes (of many different things) neatly stacked have become a mountain of "stuff" ready to wreak havoc in a nasty avalanche on anyone who dares to go near and look for anything. I do have to admit that looking at that picture puts me in the mood for a good game of I Spy. Must be all the educational stuff mixed in... This is the only space that is still in this condition.
And last, the space on my counter (the old one anyway), that gives me continuous challenges. If you look hard (really hard), you'll see the wooden letter holder in the backgroundthat I bought at a yard sale to help me organize our paper clutter...money well invested *cough*.
I hope this hasn't overwhelmed you too much. That you don't judge me too harshly. I hope you can breathe a sigh of relief and know that not everyone out there has it all together and some are willing to be real about it. So now, I sign off with love for all the women in my life, organized and not.