My condo. It is a mess. It is beyond a mess. I absolutely must spend today cleaning. Now I am not the tidiest person in the world, but I generally like to keep my place fairly presentable. But these days it seems like whenever I am home, I don't have the energy to tackle the mess. And so with each passing day, it gets worse and worse, and it seems like more and more work to clean it up.
Right now I surrounded by ski stuff, shopping bags, tons of random pottery, magazines, half-unpacked backpacks and dufflebags, dirty clothes, dirty dishes, unopened mail, and millions of shoes.
This has to be the weekend where I clean it up. After I get some other things done. And before I go out again tonight. Hmm….I think I need a housecleaner.
Life in the hornline 