Monday, January 06, 2014

Anyhoo, it's Monday....

           Anyhoo, it's Monday and I must have passed my office/ craft room/ guest room a million times in the past few days and no ideas for a blog post have wandered into my cramped, cluttered mind.

And since The Hubster goes to work a bit later in the soon as I sit down to write...he opens the door to ask " Hey, whatcha doing?"

                                    OR states

                    "Man, that basement is getting a bit messy." or "Hmmmm, I wonder where this is or that is."


               The dreaded....sounds of him "building" something. Now don't get me wrong...his creations are ALWAYS beautifully made....but they come at a cost...

                           lets see... There was the time he was building some shelves and sliced up my linoleum floor in the kitchen....(to top things off the linoleum is a hideous design we inherited from the previous owners and now it has been made worse by deep slashes).

                          Then there are the holes he drilled into my kitchen table ...10  small drill holes.

                          and if the table hasn't enough "decorations".... He somehow spilled some kind of dark stain that ( I believe) only an exorcist can remove.   

But, you see right outside my Craft/ office/guest room There are two children.....a teen and a pre-teen. They too have been infected with the "Lets drive Joanne crazy" virus.

                        Yes, I am blaming it on some weird neuvo "after Christmas" virus...because why then would my son accidentally boobie trap the place over and over again with legos. People, a root canal  is pain free compared to stepping on a teeny lego piece with your bare feet.

                         And my sweet daughter? Well somehow this "virus" has made her throw all clothes on the floor instead of into the dresser drawers. There is a strict no food in your room policy , but alas I still find wrappers and sometimes even a dish or two in their rooms that I think have teleported through the space and time continuum...because no one will admit to it.

      Well, I guess I shouldn't complain too much...I mean we were able to make it through the Christmas Holiday with a clean, fairly organized house...This miracle was accomplished by my kind gentle words of encouragement....

                     "DON"T TOUCH or MOVE ANYTHING .......OR ELSE!!!!!!"

But since the kids were off for 16 days straight and the Hubby in turn took off several days from work.... well, I will let you do the math...


                          So, as you can imagine....I look at my Craft/ office/guest room as an oasis...a getaway from after Christmas messes and chipped dishes haphazardly placed in dishwasher by .....NOT ME. 

          It's a place where my imagination soars and creativity reigns...Its where, where.....

                 's a MESS in here!  

                                    OH  NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

 I've been INFECTED!!!


                                         Run for your lives!



  1. Funny girl. You are in post Christmas mess. Happens to the best of us. Try to ignore it til spring...then you can call it spring cleaning and get it all done at once.

  2. Where there is a mess, fun has been had. Or so I say, when I've created a cluttered mess. And there's always time to de-clutter until the re-cluttering starts anew.

    Love and blessings for the new year, Joanne.

  3. First few days after Christmas I cleaned my studio...and it is a mess once again.
    Oh well, another day I will sort it again

  4. I so need to get a room that I can lock myself into and no one can enter!


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