A week ago it was immaculate but time and life restored it all to its natural state.
The desk has attracted the usual stuff.
The boys have left their bedroom in a state…although I’ve seen worse.
The kitchen is okay but the dishwasher has died and I’ve had to start hand washing. The horror of it all.
The table would be okay if we put our school stuff away and fixed those place setting and chairs.
Oh yeah the floor could do with rescuing too.
Books are as always multiplying in the lounge and hubby’s laptop has not been put away.
Laundry is always on the go but doesn’t that ironing pile look high.
Oh and I’m only letting you peek in the doorway of the play/toy room. That mess on the chair is stuff I should have put away but haven’t. Oh and those clothes up there have been dry for days.
So there you have it. Pop in unannounced and this is what you’ll face…real life. Not pretty is it. But when I’m busy reading to my boys, watching over math and language lessons and preparing meals, I tend not to see it. As long as there are clean dishes, clean clothes and less than an hour of housework to get it back to presentable, I’m happy and no one else seems to care.