I think there are only two things to talk about today.
One: the state of the Union.
Two: the state of my house.
Since we can pretty much all agree that the state of the Union is something we can Google, I choose to concentrate the state of my house.
And it is thus: really really scary and neglected. For a number of reasons.
I am in the midst of preparing for YW Camp.
Our family returned late Saturday from camping.
Before we left for camping, we had to address a refrigerator that was on the brink of retirement.
I don't know how other people do it, but when I am concentrating on something pretty big- such as girl's camp- my house seems to be the last thing on my list. And, my kids do an amazing job at keeping it pretty much, well, a mess. However, they are usually pretty good about helping me clean it up when the time comes.
Throw a ward campout in the mix, with a refrigerator malfunction hours before leaving, and it is like we have passed the point of no return.
Camping was a blast. We had a great time with our family. And messy houses can keep. Believe me.
But now, here I am, in the midst of disorganization and chaos. And it can probably wait until I complete my big projects. At which point, I plan on having an all-out cleaning blitz.
And I'm afraid I am prepared to throw many things away.
Which may or may not improve the state of the Union.