Our loveshack is as clean as a whistle. Thanks to my mom.
I can probably eat on the bathroom floors and I would still be ok.
The kitchen cabinets are organized, I can now see all of the groceries and that redundant pack of microwaveable popcorn.
My clothes are all organized, even by color.
I got praises for my flip flop basket. At least that was an area that I was organized. :D
I love my Mommy.
DA GANDA blogged @ 8/06/2006 09:38:00 PM