When you get the brilliant idea to offer straws to your kids to drink their tomato soup instead of using a spoon, just ignore it.
Trust me.
Maybe I need to drink another cup...er, pot of coffee because obviously my brain is not on.
OR, maybe the paint fumes have finally gotten to me. Yup, I have another painting project going on. Another room that will be transformed so it feels more like ME. That better serves our family and our (OK....my) great organizational needs.
Translation: I'm slightly messy. I have issues with organization. I LOVE the look and concepts, and drool over pictures of organized, compartmentalized, sorted and labeled storage areas. I just can't get it there. There's a major mental roadblock. Really, I need to call my sister, offer her a mocha in exchange for whipping our room into shape.
I have the mess + she has the ability( Hot Venti Mocha) = DUH. Right?