Still improving

You know what’s even better than trying to be perfect, failing, and feeling miserable? Having a husband who’s willing to help you clean the house.

Last night the Romgi helped me clean our bedroom. It was a too-overwhelming-to-start situation for me, but we divided things up and got it cleaned after the kids were in bed. (No way can anything be tidy when the Bwun is awake. That kid knows how to make a mess!) Then it just took a quick vacuuming and presto – a clean room! Also, I did 7 loads of laundry and I’ve got easily 5 more to do tomorrow. But hey, we like having clean things.

That awesome turtle pillow was a Christmas gift from my brother a bajillion years ago. It's still comfy. But the Romgi has sort of claimed it. That's ok, I've claimed almost every single one of the Romgi's tshirts. I use them for pajamas. And just chillin'.

And the incredible 70s pillowcases are borrowed (ahem) from the Romgi's parents. I think I saw a matching sheet set in their linen closet once. Not that I was looking or anything.

Angry about the mess. (No, not really.)

Peaceful and content, now that it's clean.

Other news…? I have 6 more books to read by the end of the year. One is a picture book. This is doable, right? I can’t believe I’m having trouble reading 26 books in a year! Oh well. My kids are cute, so I guess I’m a winner anyway.