Yeah. That ship has sailed.
Now my exercise consists of running up and down the stairs with laundry baskets, keeping six acres of land weeded and mowed, and marathon writing sessions (You see what I did there?). On top of all that, I'm kinda tired of moving all the crap laying all over my house around to make ya'll think I live in some semblance of a clean house.
I don't.
So I am starting a new Friday tradition. Filthy Friday's.
I'm hoping it will make all you overworked, tired, frustrated parents who assume everyone's houses are meticulously kept and perfectly decorated, realize it's a lie.
Today's filth is brought to you by a month of moving, too many deadlines and too many kids.
And let's be honest. I don't feel like tackling it.
That's my loft. Believe it or not, it looks better than it did. While we were waiting for the new carpet to go into the kids rooms it looked like a flop house. Mattresses on the floor and empty snack bags everywhere they could stuff them.
Eventually, I have big plans for this space. Just not today.
Lol. I like not to think of my house as filthy, but "enjoyed".
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