Quite often I feel like I spend the better part of my day putting objects back in their rightful places. I seem to do this task automatically: grab four things that belong upstairs before going up to get the toddler socks that I forgot to grab up in the bedroom... The task of "right"ing wrongfully placed objects in a 2-toddler house is as never-ending as...um, laundry. Constant. Automatic. Organizing. Sometimes it makes me crazy. And sometimes the unusual placement of an abandoned object pulls me out of auto-pilot...with a chuckle. I wonder what happened to this milk drinker to make him place this bottle so perfectly in the middle of the kitchen floor?
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Hey and the floor looks quite clean and the hand towels are hung nicely! I would say you are doing pretty good job Ellie...better than Heather with her cabinets all open! LOL. (Just teasing!)
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