NAG, NAG, NAG!

My kids are beating me up (and well deserved it is) to get another blog posted.  In fact, they have chosen the subject for me.  I hate to admit they’re right, so I won’t.  However, I’m going to follow through with it and claim it as my own idea.

For the first time in my life since moving out of my parents’ home, I have a room to call my own!  It answers to various names – library, workroom, office, den, art & craft space – but so far its actual function has been a place to toss – nay, cram – stuff when trying to clean the rest of the house.

You don’t believe me?  It can’t be that bad, you say?  Oh ho, but it can!  Come back in about a week and I will have video of the room in its current state.  (I’m not starting this project until late next week, even though it was originally a new year’s resolution!)  Don’t worry; I’m not one of those people who clean just before the cleaning crew arrives.  (Because no cleaning crew will ever cross my threshold!)

Now, leave me alone while I gird my loins.