Here in Colorado Springs we've spent the weekend watching the snow fall. Since I've been working a lot, I took advantage of the time to partially excavate my home. It's funny to see the husband scurrying around, grabbing his treasures and dodging the vacuum. He hates it when I clean
I'm not a neat freak, not by any stretch of the imagination. In fact, I've lowered my standards from an unattainable ideal to "no one has died from botulism or tetanus TODAY." I'm far down the chart from Martha Stewart but, as long as the crew from "Hoarders: Buried Alive" don't knock, I figure I'm doing okay.