*the landscape pictures are not showing fully due to the new format of my blog. LAME.
There has been something that has been weighing on me heavily and it continues to get worse. Aunt Sally, if you're reading this, you may want to stop now.
I have something to admit. I have a clutter problem and it seems to be getting worse. Today, I will be showing you my bedroom. Why I am doing this? I'm hoping that by doing this I will be embarrassed enough to actually do something about it.
Here is my side of the room:
*hangs head in shame*
clutter I hide behind the mirror:
Old tape cassettes that I'm not sure what to do with, a ribbon from a gift, a gift bag Mal pulled from the closet and other crap:
Mal's old clothes that need to be sorted and the co-sleeper that I'm not sure where to store long-term:
On top of the dresser (with a nice layer of dust):
This stuff used to be in a bag until Mal pulled it out to play with. Still, I was hiding it in a bag beside the dresser:
I could blame this on being a mom to a toddler, but the truth is is that I've always had a slight clutter problem. And I've always hated it. I have the Hanna gene that is getting severely ignored. I need to figure out how to tend to my need to clean.