• Character,  Cleaning,  Homemaking

    The Unexpected Knock

    There must be some law…. Some strange force of the universe…. One where, if someone shows up on my doorstep, my house will, without a doubt, be the WORST it has ever been…. Ever. Seriously. Like… forget the 30 other days of the month that the house is neat and kept and you have got your junk together. No. If someone knocks on my door…. It would be the day that I cleaned out the car and had all the contents in the kitchen to sort. It would be the day when the dishwasher was broken and I pulled all the dirty dishes out so I could take a look…

  • Cleaning,  Life as a Wife,  Operation: Pig Sty

    Welcome to my Humble Pig Sty

    Here’s a confession for you…. You ready for this one? I don’t know…. maybe I shouldn’t admit it. I tend to obsess over what people think of me sometimes…. Confessing this may not be good for that obsession. I might worry too much that the hoity toities think ill of me. *SNORT* Yeah right. You know me better than that. This blog is a forum of openness on the struggles of learning and adapting to wifeliness, mothering, and housekeeping. So…Here it is. Oink. Oink. I’m not a good housekeeper.. like… at all. Shocking, right?   *snort*  (ROFL) Y’all knew that.  I mean…. I try… but I fail. Miserably. Over and over…