Challenges

I have to admit some things may seem small to some, but usually the little things seem the hardest for me. Ironically, it wasn't the displacement from our home for a few days until we could get all the ick that was making us all sick out and the new carpet in that was hard for me, it is the cleaning up afterward that's hard. I stare and stare at the mess all day and it still doesn't clean itself up. Doesn't it know I'm tired and that the piles just seem to be getting higher and higher? Doesn't it know that I'm still cleaning up breakfast when lunch should be gotten ready? Doesn't it know that there are 3 loads of laundry still to fold from the day we left? Hmm...and yet still it sits there mocking me. Oh well, I guess I'll just go down to the one room that's clean (our den) and just veg there until I'm ready to go to bed. I'll get to the mess tomorrow. :)