Saturday, September 10, 2011

My house Poem

My house is a mess
It's causing me great distress

Disorganization is everywhere
I might pull out my hair

Dust bunnies abound
I need to move to higher ground

The toys are overflowing
And their stash just keeps growing

The basement is almost done
And when it is, it will be great fun

But until it is complete
You might find me under my sheets

With a big glass of wine in my hands!

Need to post pictures along with this but I can't find the camera!

1 comment:

  1. I can relate! I love that you can't find the camera, too funny. Thanks for sharing.