OK people. I’ve been writing and writing and writing, and nothing is coming together. Maybe it’s because every surface in my house looks like this:
Or maybe it’s because my sister and I are actually in the same house today, which means that there are SIX kids surrounding us. Which means: Revolving naps. Constant snacks. Crying kids. Slamming doors. And I am trying to write some post that has a LASTING message. Sorry oh you faithful readers (whom we LOVE), it ain’t gonna happen today. I can’t get it done. It’s too loud and crazy here.
Plus, Sarah’s about to open a bottle of wine. So I gotta go.
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Oh, I feel ya sista. For my post yesterday, I wrote a George Carlin quote. It’s all cool.
I laughed at just the title of this post. I wanted to post a pic of my “craft” table as my response. I mean, there is a table with crafts on it somewhere, but you’d have to take my word for it because it also acts as an orphanage for everything else in my house that doesn’t have a home…
Yep! Welcome to my brain! But add the circus ring in middle there and you got my life!
Wow. I’m looking at my desk as I type. It’s a good analogy. And it’s too early to drink wine… or anything else.