Getting Real

Following the footsteps of others who are getting real for Monday, I give you a photo looking through the house from the middle of the living room.



What can I say? At least the laundry stacked up on the kitchen table is clean. The stuff hanging on the kitchen chairs is clean laundry that was slightly damp. The coat hanging untidily on the rocker is not mine, but belongs to the son who got up at 4:30AM to drive his sister to work so I wouldn't have to. I'm not going to complain about it. Those are wood and paper bins by the fire, and bits of tree bark on the floor. And books lying about everywhere are not considered messy in this house.