This is disturbing to me on many levels but mostly because in this scenario my mother is dressed like Snookie.
|No. Just no.|
I would like to blame the mess on a 3 day power outage we had this past weekend, but to be fair, it's not the power company's fault. It's mine. I did not get the obsessive neat-freak gene that my mother proudly possesses. I did, however get her terrible eyesight.
Tonight, the plan is to tackle the living room. I have good intentions now, but I also have a very comfortable couch.
Maybe I'll just take my glasses off instead. Out of sight, out of mind.
And just so you know, the $14 should be used to buy Twinkies, should you find yourself in possession of my savings after a tragic ninja attack.