My Sincerest Apologies, Erma Bombeck

To say that I have been busy lately may be a bit of an understatement. I have had to reevaluate my necessity to have my home in a constant meticulous state. My apologies to any of you who have been in my home lately and felt your skin crawl as you fought the urge to bolt back out the door. But,as painful as the adjustment may have started out, I think I have adjusted rather well. {smile}

Apparently, I have grown too comfortable in my new slovenly ways.

During a week long cleaning spree, Chase and I walked around admiring our handiwork. Chase went in my room, stopped short, with mouth agape, starring at my bed,

"WHOA! Mom! Your bed is so...so...so SMOOTH!"

Yes, Son. That is called a "made bed". Weird, I know. For my next trick, I'll show you how to remove that fuzzy, dusty stuff off of the tables and shelves. Then again, maybe I won't. After all, a house really isn't a home until you can write "I Love You" on the furniture, right?