From Inmates to Playdates

Even though I am a princess, I am easily overwhelmed!

The paper piles on our kitchen counter continue to grow, the bathroom needs cleaning, the laundry is piling up, my inbox is bursting, my DVR is full and the green bench in our bedroom is once again covered in a mountain of clothes.

And instead of dealing with any of it, here I sit on the couch, listening to ‘The View’ blogging the night away because that’s what a good blogger does! She takes one for the team so that all eight of her readers will have their daily dose of crazy. All the while, her blood pressure continues to rise because of the abundance of clutter and subsequent disarray here at the McResidence! And when the clutter breeds and festers, it has the tendency to drive me slowly insane! It’s a lonely train, but I find myself riding it often!

And, as much as I’d love to drive clutter completely out of my life, sadly, I must say that me and the clutter are friends. Everywhere I turn, I am faced with clutter.

Take this for instance….

Straight-Up Clutter.

I got aggravated today at the in-laws because I could not find a blue sharpie that I knew with 100% certainty was in there. I braced myself for what was about to happen. I knew it was going to be ugly. I had no idea the scope of the situation until I dumped the whole kit and kaboodle out right on the couch. I was absolutely appalled! If you look close enough you will see two CARS cars (Boost and The King), eye-drops, approximately 31 receipts, today’s mail, my iPhone charger, a gazillion used tissues (yuck!) and more pens and sharpies that any one person should have, much less in their purse.

So, if you show up here everyday thinking I’ve got it all together, you’d be right!

Sadly, it is ALL TOGETHER in my purse whooping it up having a great, big party!

If my purse is any indication of how busy I’ve been the past few weeks, you can just imagine what our bedroom looks like. I feel like it should be outlined in caution tape. There is stuff absolutely everywhere. It’s a travesty I hope to rectifiy this weekend. Must! Find! Time!

And speaking of time, it was time I did something about my hair, too! Luckily, I was able to snatch a late hair appointment on Wednesday because my hair was getting out of control and the Disorder Hair Gel that I just love did nothing to help the Disorder! Just as I sat down in the chair, Mariah Carey started singing “I Wanna Know What Love Is” on the XM radio. My hairdresser (Frank) and I tried to remember who originally did the song, but neither of us could remember. He decided to consult with a friend, and by ‘consult with a friend’ I think we all I know that I mean Google!” because Google knows everything and because it isn’t effected by age or the plethora of hair product stink. Then, I heard him say, Dear God! Thank you! That was followed by ”Would you look at that”

Not one to be left out, I jumped up and ran to the door to see this,

It is not a fire in the sky. The picture was snapped just after 5pm, right at Sunset.

It was absolutely breathtaking! I immediately thanked God for his handiwork and wondered why I let myself get so bent out of shape over mounds of laundry, stacks of papers, a messy van, crumbs on the table and dust bunnies on the floor a little clutter.

The sunset makes the clutter seem not so important anymore! Hopefully this weekend I’ll be able to get a handle on the clutter.

And ultimately my blood pressure!

Have a great weekend, y’all! We have a busy weekend planned.

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