Chaos reigns in our house. I spent six days completely destroying and reconstructing our bedroom to give me one oasis of tranquility and order when it was done. But Piper’s room and the downstairs have been just gotten worse as more things have been thrown either place to get them out of the way.
The downstairs:
[Funny story. Damn Cat Smokey has loved all these open doors lately and we’ve been chasing her out. Smokey was hiding out on the train table and I tried to get back to her. I climbed over the brown chair, but halfway over, it tipped over and I fell back on my rear. With my legs in the air, the chair tipped back to level, spilling me on the ground. Cat smirked.]
And poor, poor Piper’s room.
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