Last time I showed up that Cappers and her propensity to paint the carpet. This time Maxi-Taxi is exposed in all his boy-mess glory. Oh, okay, he's seven, she's five. It's really me that's getting exposed...
Exhibit A is above.
This is as made as the bed ever gets. I even have a tendency to pull back the covers after putting on fresh sheets so it's 'ready'.
Exhibit B
'The, um, bookshelf'
Exhibit C
This mess of awful looking brand merchandising is in fact Maxi's 'crash mat' area for his OT and it hangs around on the floor permanently like an extra unmade bed. I would just like to point out that I have never in my life purchased an item of branded merchandise... so why do we have so much of it lurking distastefully around?Exhibit C
'Random paperwork (such that you have when you are seven).'
Exhibit D
Cushion A: 'Hey Cushion B and C, I'll get back into position if you will' Cushion B: 'Nah, I can't even remember where I go.' Cushion C: 'Are you crazy, where's the fun in that?'
Ah, housework. I love you so.
What's your place looking like right now? Do you want to join in?
Pop over the Magdalena's. You just have to write a post or paste up some pickies. Be brave.
PS - This is my first time using Instagram and I kinda like it but I think I should have kept the images a bit smaller... can you even see them? If you can't, that's good news for me!
PPS - I will be adding some less obscure posts about my truckin' adventure after my Grateful moment this weekend. Missed you all very much (seriously, how wrong is that!?) x