disaster area

I'm lucky that I have a front area of my house that can be shut off from the back with a sliding door. I use to pride myself on keeping my house clean and in order. Lately, I just cannot keep up. With the sliding door though, I can at least keep part of my house in decent shape. This allows for us to have choir practice and violin lessons happening in the living room with my pretty Christmas tree with participants none the wiser about the complete mess that is my kitchen and family room.

Dave (and our friend Dave) starting building a laundry platform for me on Saturday. I want one like this or this. To get ready for the platform, Dave pulled everything out of our laundry closet and put it on the kitchen table. I started painting in the closet while they were building. As most projects go, this took a lot longer than we thought. I left in the afternoon about 4 to go see my sister in A Christmas Carol and consequently didn't finish painting. They didn't finish building either. Something about the 11 kids they had between them to take care of. Then of course it was Sunday and nothing more got done. Today, I managed to get the bottom half of the closet completely painted. Tonight Dave pushed the washer and dryer back into their previous place so I could tackle the mountains of laundry piling up. Two days from starting and I still don't have a laundry platform or a completely painted laundry closet. And all but a couple of the piles are still sitting on my table. I haven't even mentioned yet the tortillas chips all over the floor or the chocolate pudding Anne spread all over the couch. There are still Christmas boxes waiting to go back downstairs and then all the usual messes that appear just from daily life.

Ah me. What a disaster. If you come to visit me, just know you won't be going anywhere but my front room!