I may be turning into one of those women. You know the kind, the ones that spend stupid amounts of time on silly little projects, like organizing and making everything all cutsie. Ok, to be completely honest, I have LONGED to be one of them but my kids and husband were stopping me. I know that you aren't supposed to say that they are ruining our lives and making messes but I'm being Oprah honest. They kinda suck the life out of us. And they don't seem to be bothered by it. Rat bastards.They really ruined the image that I had in my head of what kind of mother/wife I would be. I wanted someone to see my house and all the cute things and be like, "WOW, I'm so jealous and I so want to be you." I mean doesn't everybody long to be a fat, unemployed housewife. My life goals are high. Like I said, be jealous.
Anywho, I managed to tape the ever living shit out of most things in DJ's closet. And I even broke down and bought 3 baskets from (GULP) JoAnn Fabrics. They were $8 each even after all of the coupons.
See how much better it looks. And then I closed the doors and no one can see it. Yeah, that's about right.
If you look at the first picture, you can see that the cat was trying to get in the picture again. He's turning into my arch enemy.
And I've been making a few cards here and there. Again, I really think that I could find better uses of my time, like writing a book or something.
Faking cutsie, That women