Hello. My name is Erin, and I'm a clean-a-holic.
Oh screw it, it isn't really a problem for me. JR might disagree. However, I'm home all day. My house is itty-bitty, 80% hardwood floors, 10% white carpet (will not make that mistake again), and I have a dog, two cats and a three year old. I should probably throw myself into the mix as well, I have been known to lose vast amounts of hair. I notice things.
It only take two days before I can see an animal hairball dance across my floor like tumbleweeds. No cleaning for a week, and what gets swept up might indicate I haven't done so in a month. I admit, it has gotten worse since I've been staying home. I have 'more time' to clean, so I tend to perk things up a little more often. JR thinks I have a problem, especially since there have been small manifestations of these issues in the pixie.
But it often runs a-muck. I mean, kids are meant to make messes, right?
Amelia loves to paint, and I loathe the process, 'cause I know that I will be cleaning many surfaces afterwards.
It all starts off so innocently.
She does a great job . . . .
Then she loses interest in the paper. Here she is squeezing water out of a paper towel onto the melting pot of paint she's created.
Seriously, I had an eye twitch going on. I tried to suppress it . . . . . .
but I think Mile went down for a nap soon after.
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