It's a pretty window framed with plants. What you don't see is the fish on the right is gulping his last breaths as I write. He has been dying for about 2 weeks, and today may be his final day. I think most of our little vinettes are selective.
That is if we told the truth about the state our homes and lives are in.
This happens to be about the only thing in the laundry room that is not a mess. Ah ha a sink where some dirty stuff can land! Yo ho empty sink spotted!
The rest of it looks like this.
It may look like this for a long time. This is stuff to be sorted and put away, or put up.
More photos to deal with. Sometimes I think about a nice big bon fire; but the photo content won't let me.
There is this room. My room. I am a freak about making the bed. A freak that cannot make the bed without lying down in it, making one side, rolling over and making the other side. Yes, I did, but not more than once. This is it.
Pain meds tend to slow down more than just your mind you know. So on my agenda for the day is:
1,not cleanin anything.
2,not doing anything really spectacular or creative
3, not being a proverbs 31 woman or any other lofty ideal.
4, not making the bed or dinner or decorating my house.
No my agenda for the day involves prunes and MOM, the lofty goals of life.