I came home from work last night to find crap all over the counter from my husband rifling through the junk drawer looking for my spare car key. My first instinct was to chide him on leaving everything scattered about, but then I remembered WHY he was in such a rush and immediately zipped my mouth shut. I started getting everything together and noticed there were about 20 pads of post-it notes in the pile. hmmmmmm Okay, so maybe I don't need ALL of them in the drawer at the same time, but in my defense, I HATE rushing to find a post-it and not have one handy!! I have post-its in a drawer in the living room, I have post-its in a drawer in my bedroom, I have post-its in my kitchen, I have post-it notes scattered on my desk, I have.... oh wait... no, I don't have any in the bathroom. AHA! *Writes on post-it note to put post-it notes in the drawer in the bathroom*. One just never knows when a good thought will come to mind.
Anyway, I looked in the dreaded junk drawer and noticed I still had about five more pads of post-it notes, thought I was okay for NOW, and put the rest in a bag and threw them in my junk CLOSET - - the one I have to use my hip to shut before anything falls back down on me. :) God forbid if I ever need hubby to retrieve something in THERE.
On my way to said closet, I walked through the living room and noticed the tree lying on its side, ornaments strung all over the floor. :\ Yep...... sweet kitty.
and no.... no pictures. I was in NO mood.
Sooooo, I cleaned up the tree AFTER I cleaned up the junk drawer AFTER I cleaned up what few things had dropped from my junk closet.
I walked back down into the living room and the @$@!! SWEET kitty was caught in the act yet again! Do you see what I see?
*sigh* He was doing SO well with the tree, too. It was a GOOD day yesterday until the end of the day.
*sigh* *squirt *squirt