It so annoys me how an apartment or home just keeps getting dirty. It, the home, is sometimes like a perpetually needy child always needing care, attention, and help. Sometimes it drives me crazy. Why can't my table sty clean and beautiful.
I am choosing to ignore the cat hair, sticky counters, unfolded clothes and escaping to my studio.
Thank goodness I can.
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word. i've gotten horribly adept at turning a blind eye to that needy child in particular.
i've been the same way. my kitchen is out of control! we tackled a bit of it today, but i really need to spend some time in there... ugh.
ugh is right!
Oh, so true! You turn your back and the crumbs and dust have returned instantly!
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