The reality is this corner of our kitchen always looks like this. Always. Currently there are library movies to take back, a half eaten kashi bar, my extra cool fanny pack to hold my gu on longer runs, my trusty pedometer, and any paperwork that we don't know what else to do with.
The reality is my vegatable drawer is sorely lacking. Look at that pitiful little red pepper.
The reality is we have the fattest cat this side of the universe.
The reality is the landing at the top of our stairs is a catch all for whatever needs to be put away.
The reality is I have a 4 year old who loves to line things up.
The reality is if I have to make these little animals "talk" one more time, I might go crazy.
The reality is her bed never gets made. Never Ever.
The reality is I have totally given up trying to keep her drawers organized. She pulls things out all willy nilly.
The reality is I need a bigger closet. I mean, seriously. Look at that disaster.
The reality is my kitchen sink looks like this all the time. There is always left over somethingorother nearby, stuff to put in the dishwasher, and usually a dirty wine glass waiting to be washed. And yes. I use splenda. I drink too much coffee to use regular suger. I would weigh 400 pounds.
PS...The reality is I need a new kitchen. Desperately. Now that we are sticking around for awhile, we are deciding what we want to do...
What's your reality?
2 comments:
My reality looks very similar to yours. Except my kitchen cabinet is more cluttered.
My reality is that the island in my kitchen is never cleaned off between mail, sydney's artwork from school and odds and ends forget it!
My reality is I'm not into playing barbies and my four year old wants me to constantly play them with her and make them talk!!
My reality is our beds are never made either!
My reality is that our house rarely gets vacuumed since that is my husband one household chore!
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