Mom to the Rescue X 2

So about once a week I give my mom the "I am in over my head with 2 kids, a man cat, and a house full of chaos" call.  It usually involves tears.  No lie.

So Barbara, as I like to call her sometimes, just to get under her skin, is coming to save my ass yet again this weekend (she finally took the hint after the 3rd hysterical call that day).

We have a project that we are going to tackle - and as much as I would love it to be our bathroom - we are still not quite ready for that one - and I think that might have to be left to my man and my dad.

This weekend we are tackling the office/storage room/now sick kitty haven room.

We will be purging all of Bryan's stupid school books ( they are only stupid since I have asked a dozen times for him to sort them out so I could have some type of  storage space).  We will be going through all the junk we keep throwing in there and deciding what stays and goes. 

I love this part.  I love cleaning out clutter- it makes me feel so much more in control of my life when everything else is spiraling. 

I would love to try and tackle the dictionary wallpaper - but that might be slightly aggressive with Emily and Eli needing to be entertained - but that room has got to get going...ideally this is the direction I want it to head...

So hopefully my mother can wrangle up another miracle and help me finish my office/sick kitty haven room and we can knock off the storage room title.  Okay, small goals I would honestly just like to be able to walk into the room without almost killing myself - and not be ashamed enough to have the doors open to the room...

It is the small things in life.

Did I mention that I am going back to work next week as well?!? So yes, I have called in reinforcements to help me prep for more chaos and insanity (thank god no one expects me to cook - I have already squashed all expectations/hope for that - burning a few batches of spaghetti- os will do that).

Wish me luck.