On Monday when I posted the picture of my nightstand, I figured one of two things would happen. (1) Either you would think I was a total slob and threaten to call Hoarders on me, or (2) You would tell me you could totally relate to that mess. So, which one was it? Well, long story short…I’ll tell you later.
The good news is I actually cleaned off the night stand. Go me! The bad news is, there’s an even bigger mess behind door #2. And with that, I give you:
This is looking in the closet, which is basically about all you can do…don’t even think about walking in there!
A view of the left side:
One of the shelves:
Another view of the floor:
So, why am I showing you this? Well, I really want to get on that show Hoarders and I’m hoping someone will nominate me. I kid, I kid. You didn’t really think I was serious, did you? Don’t answer that.
Last weekend I was staring into the abyss that is my closet, when I (jokingly) said to Shawn “What if this closet was a metaphor for my life?” To which he replied “Cluttered, with a lot of pieces that don’t fit?” Um, no. That wasn’t exactly what I had in mind.
What does this mess say about me? Quite frankly, all it says is “I am a busy wife and mother, who is lucky enough to have a cleaning lady, but when the cleaning lady comes we shove shit in every nook and cranny, so that she can…well, clean.”
Back to the original question, what happened when I posted the picture of my nightstand? Some of you were shocked, some of you laughed, a lot of you loved it, and nobody called Hoarders. And to my surprise (and delight) some of you said your nightstand looked a lot like mine! Which leads me to this question, can anyone compete with my closet? Is anyone brave enough to post a picture?
Stay tuned Friday for the best mess yet! What do you suppose is behind door #3?