Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Fly Lady, Send Help.

This was my bedroom a few days after arriving home from living at camp for three months. This isn't even half of our clothes and the things our kids require. I only broke down once or ten times. It is all de-cluttered now. I have moved on to cleaning out all of our closets to get ready for the baby clothes and the next size up for the girls. It's a mad dash to get ready for Cherry girl number three. You cannot imagine the type of dirt that builds up when you leave a hundred year old house for three months. It is coming along smashingly... atleast on the second floor. More updates tomorrow.

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