I have gotten very bad at housekeeping this year. I have junk all over, and I'm shocked at what a messy little pig I am! Oh, there are the excuses, and then there's just because I'm a lazy ass who just moves stuff from one pile to another. So here's what I look like now, gazing around my living room/dining room:
|A reasonable resemblance to me|
FYI: I never ever wear a kerchief. Other than that, this is how I will certainly look tomorrow, when I have a moment to clean up this mess I live in. Have to keep the place clean, so my novel ideas can flow, right? All this messiness is blocking ideas from floating into my head! If I just spend a bit of time de-trashing the place, i can do this:
|I look nothing like this, but you get the idea|
Oh--by the way, I made the Italian Sausage and Tortellini Soup from the Farm Chicks cookbook, and it is excellent! Pair it with a salad and some crusty bread, and you will be a very happy chicky!