Guess what, internets?
It’s time for the monthly Hey-Y’all-My-House-Is-A-Wreck post!
OH MERCY it wears me out.
I would imagine that you feel the same way. Feel free to scream “GRAB HOLD OF THE REINS, WOMAN!” at your computer screen.
Okay. That’s enough now.
First I give you the suitcase that has been in the middle of our bedroom floor for almost two weeks. It’s not completely unpacked yet because, well, I’m just not ready for that level of commitment.
And as you can see, it really adds something special to the overall look of the room. In fact, it’s almost as lovely as the chair that’s piled high with heaven knows what.
Though I believe there’s a board game somewhere at the bottom of the heap. Hullabaloo, anyone?
Also: does anyone know when the bedroom-painting elves are supposed to arrive? Because I could have sworn that they were planning to hit our house before August – with a lovely sage-y taupe in hand.
Next up is the GeoTrax train that exploded in our living room. Along with some shoes.
But it’s okay, really, because I hear that deconstructed toy train art is all the rage in preschool circles. At least that’s what I tell myself when I step on a caboose and then fall up the steps like the graceful swan that I am.
And while I did in fact conquer Clean Laundry Mountain a couple of weeks ago, she beckons me once again.
There’s no doubt in my mind that far away, in western Colorado, Barb looked at that picture and started to twitch just a little bit.
So turn away, Barb, before you see what’s next.
THE PLAYROOM.
I’d appreciate your prayers.
And I’ll be back when my rooms are as clean as my ear canals.
Hopefully pointy steel instruments will not be required.
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Like other commentors, I will say your house really doesn’t look that bad. It is beautiful too, by the way. But, I understand your total frustration. I will have some organizing tips for you one of these days as I have just done a huge organizing sweep of my own house, purchasing several books on “getting organized” and the like. I just am not organized enough yet to put my thoughts on my blog. ha ha
on second thought, perhaps you should NOT listen to me.
I sympathize with you though…but your house isn’t bad at all!
My mom always had a big box. She would go around the house and put EVERYTHING that was not put away in her box. She would hold the box in the garage sometimes for the rest of the day sometimes for a week, month. My sisters and I learned that when was going around with the box to get our things off the floor.
I do the same thing but my kids are now TEENAGERS. I respect their space but at least every other week I just give each child a big garbage bag with the statement go through your room…anything that you don’t want anymore either throw it out or put it in the bag to be put in the garage. I want to see floors tonite OR I GET TO GO THROUGH YOUR ROOM! It works every time.
My son came to me the day before yesterday and complained that he had ants. ANTS? Did you bring any food into your room? No not really. Not Really? What is in there. HE went to go check things out and came back with an empty popsicle wrapper.
I looked at him and trying to stifle my smile I said that No FOOD in your bedroom is a good rule…Don’t you think?
He and his friend then came up with a quiet game in my sons room. They were putting scotch tape on the floor sticky side up to catch the ants. I explained to my 15 year old that even though this was creative it was MEAN! and he couldn’t do it anymore. His comment back to me was Mom at least I don’t go around and spray poison on the ants and their doorway.
My response…at least I don’t eat popsicles in my bedroom and leave empty wrappers around.
Love your house–why weren’t any of you guys my neighbors when my kids were younger? We lived in a neighborhood in UT where people had oodles of small children but their houses were always clean enough for you to eat off the kitchen floor–EVERYDAY not just when company was coming.
Have a great weekens all :)
I feel your pain, girl.
I would take that house with whatever mess. Oh my lands, Boomama. It’s gorgeous even without the sage green walls and the train tracks.
But I’m sure you’re feeling as if you can’t think straight, so I’ll do the motherly thing and tell you to go CLEAN YOUR HOUSE! You’ll fell better and you’ll fall with more grace and style.
And then I give your free reign to yell the exact thing at me. I need a good kick in the pants. (You take a house off the market and it’s all heck breaks loose in the clutter department.)
The red suitcase is not a problem unless you have to start decorating it for the holidays.
Show me that baby with some green tinsel – then we’ll talk Boomama.
Your blog just cracks me up! I love it.
Veronica stole my thought. I can see your floors in all of the pictures. Rookie!
Now, I realize you “Suth’ners” have rules about etiquette and white shoe wearin’ and all.
But see, we naw’thners have rules about suitcases (what with constantly packing ‘em in the Winter to take our naw’thern selves south for some warmin’ up). We really only have one rule, and I quote:
A suitcase shall remain in the middle of the bedroom floor for a period of no less than 2 weeks after traveling. Dirty clothes shall only find their way out at a rate of 2-3 items at a time. Toiletries can take up to a full month to meander back to the shelves (exception; “out of stock” toiletries constitute an emergency and thus suitcase stock shall immediately be tapped into in such circumstances).
So there ya go. It’s the naw’thner way, and you may borrow it just as surely as we’ll be borrowin’ your sunshine come January. :)
Blessings,
~Toni~
I love when you do this. Really really love it. Then I can look around my house and say, “ME AND BOO ARE MATCHY MATCHY TWINS SQUARED!” I wonder when my BlogHer suitcase will unpack itself. Hmmm… Maybe after the laundry self-washes.
boomama that just brought visions of whats going to happen in starkville in just a few more weeks–its going to be MEESSSSY!!!
love jerry and susan
hehe….Looks familiar course I’m totally distracted by what Alex is wearing. It looks ever so suspicious of Hanna Anderson. I LOVE me some HA stripeys! I keep Jophie in them ALLLL the time!
Trina
I’m not brave enough to post my house ;) Maybe I should so you don’t feel alone. lol
I love the episode of Every Body Loves Raymond when Ray & Deborah fight over who will take the suitcase upstairs and unpack. I laugh because I understand all too well. And I always lose!!
Do you happen to know if any of the local Y’s offer classes on scaling the Laundry Mountains?? Clean or dirty, I’m not picky!
It’s only after seeing pics of others’ “messes” that I’m reminded of what a complete and utter slob I am. Perhaps I’ll join in all this fun and post a picture of the dried carrots on my floor… but should I photograph the ones from Wednesday night or the ones from last Tuesday? Decisions, decisions…
Um, the bed is made, so where’s the mess?
I am so glad to know that I am not the only one with Laundry Mountain and GeoTrax. Oh, I almost feel normal. Nah, that would be too wierd.
BooMama, that’s weak. Those photos would be my shining glory of cleanliness and order.
Maybe you could share some of your house cleaning/management tips with us…I’m serious. Do you have any obsessive habits that you could share? I remember you say you vacuum a lot. Sorry i sound dorky.
i don’t know about any elves, but we just hired an angel and her name is Carol. she started monday and cleaned my house from top to bottom. she even cleaned my LAUNDRY room. oh yes indeedy.
which made me think of your mama’s laundry room. which i’ll never be able to compete with.
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