Cleaning Frenzy Part Deux
Today I entered the deep, dark, dank bowels of the house which is Ben’s bedroom. *shudder* *gag* I emptied his desk and moved it out of there, as GAWD knows Ben doesn’t believe in homework, so it was just taking up space. I hosed it down dusted every inch of it and shoveled hauled out all the clothes that don’t fit, washed all the bedding, and once I got it all back together, I brought in an Lazy Boy chair so he can sit and play X-Box Live in the manner in which he deserves. Heh! We also put in an inflatible doll Oilers’ chair, so he can have company. Now the little prince bugger wants to buy a mini fridge! Hmmmph!

You are a very brave woman. I did that once, years ago to my son’s room. I was psychologically damaged and required several years of therapy in an attempt to grow beyond the experience. Therapy failed…and now my whole house looks like my son’s room did. OH MY GAWD! I just realized why my house looks like a tornado hit it! IT’S THE KIDS FAULT!!!! LMAO!!!!!