I am feeling quite springy today.
Today I am going in.
Going into the black hole.
Okay, I'm just going into the spare bedroom/office.
But, I kid you not, this room is a black hole.
Things go in, the door gets shut, they are never to be found again.
We have lived here almost 6 years and this room has always been a black hole.
I clean it up a few times each year, only to have it return to the disaster it was in a matter of weeks.
I swear that this is it.
That room is getting cleaned out, organized, trashy furniture getting thrown away, finally getting painted and finally going to look like a real room rather than something out of hoarders, minus the rats.
Did you see the rat episode of hoarders?
On that note, if you don't hear from me in a few days it is possible the rats got to me.