Rambling and Venting

(Actually another vent would help get rid of these paint fumes!)

There is something absolutely cleansing about admitting to you that my house is a mess...

...and then showing you pictures to prove it (as if you doubt).

This summer we took on two-too-many projects (out of a total of two).  I'm not entirely sure when it would've been better to do these projects.  Just not both at once perhaps.  We didn't exactly plan it - it just sort of happened.  Peeling wallpaper turned into partially stripped walls in the bathroom.  Next thing you know, there was a sample of paint covering almost an entire wall.  I love the sample - a peachy "Autumn Mist."  The rest of the family... well, not so much.  I might use my veto power on this one, though.  I mean really.  If they wouldn't spend so much time in there!  (At this point, I will not make a reference to extended shower times.)

Second project - our son's bedroom.  Needed a new paint color & a little updating.  And oh, while we're at it - let's order carpet because -->  the room is practically empty.  Right.  And really, the boy needs a desk, so let's build one.

This brings up another little problem.  We live in a small house.  When one room is empty, that means another room must be especially FULL.  Guess who lives right next door to our son?  My husband and I.  I told said son that he could move a few things into our room.

Let's just say that our room is currently the most in need of help.

And I...

am. ready. to. explode.

(Or maybe implode.)

I hate this feeling of chaos.  It makes me want to put everything  I own into a heavy-duty contractor-strength black trash bag, and take it to Goodwill -- and then just start all over again.

"Live Simply," I tell myself.

While my other self says, "Where in the WORLD did all of this STUFF come from?"

Can you relate?  I want so badly to solve this problem.  At the same time, the very problem itself has frozen me into a state of helplessness.

I actually said to my husband this morning, "I almost can't wait for school to start."  I don't know what I was thinking.  I guess... at least THAT gives the illusion that everything will be "routine" and orderly.

Wow, thanks for letting me VENT.  I'm actually smiling a little as I write this.  What a state we've gotten ourselves into!  Go ahead, laugh.

But just to make me feel better, tell me that you've gotten yourself in over your head once or twice.  C'mon.