I have a pile of mail, intermingled with junk mail all around my nightstand....which I can't really see. I think i might start in that corner, what do you think?
The dryer is together, running a practice run with no clothes, since I don't want to end up with a pile of wet clothes!
I will grab a bite to eat, and up after myself! (That I usually manage, actually. I also need to empty the dishwasher, someone didn't yesterday morning, and the guilty party vanished before anyone knew. But he'll get his!
Do you know you strange your words sound to a pack rat?
