This neighborhood is going to pot. Today there was an entire front yard full of toys and crap that a woman was cleaning out and organizing. And 2 feet from her a little girl was peeing in the yard! Eww disgusting. Oh wait! That was me and my girls.
What’s a gal to do when the play room floods? I’m not one to make lemonade, I prefer to bitch and complain about my problems but lately I’ve been singing a new tune. I’m making some good lemonade.
What do you do when you walk into a kid’s bedroom and find a gorgeously organized closet like this?
You calm down and turn it into a weeding project and send 4 bags of hand me downs to the cousins.
What do you do when there is a pinhole leak in the hose of the ice maker and creates this?
After slamming a few beers you rip up the floors, mop, dry, spray with antibacterial and rest the fans on the floors for the night. Then you drink a few more, laugh at all the other things you are dealing with and say screw it!
The next morning you pull every single damn toy out to the front yard and weed weed weed!
After 3 boxes to donate, the girl’s decision, 1 bag of trash, my decision, and a world of organization they are down for a nap. It’s a good thing since L was hallucinating in the summer heat and strutting around in ONLY her bikini top and plastic high-heels.
Fingers crossed that there is no mold behind the walls and the crawl space isn’t too damaged. This is now the perfect, forced yes, but still the perfect time to create a better play room. With our crazy schedule I won’t have time to paint until the fall but we can at least organize, scrub clean and mature their room a little.
- Hippity Hop Dodge Ball
- It Ended with a Fly