my house is holiday hung-over...

No really, it is. Here I am sitting in my house. Strike that, my pig hole. You see, something has happened. It seems that the holidays got a little carried away, they partied a little too long and came home drunk. And then, they proceeded to throw up and die in my living room, dining room, bedroom and kitchen. Honestly, what happened?? My mom's house never looks like this after the holidays!! How does she do it? I got out of bed today and walked into my living room and I swear, I almost had a heart attack. There is crap everywhere! And so, me, being the new and overwhelmed housewife that I am, I choose to plop down on the couch for an hour and a half and watch Full House and hope that the mess would just take care of itself. No such luck. You see, I think that I only made it worse, with my breakfast bowl and my truffle wrappers. And so I continue to sit and sit. But then, I realize that I'm watching the same stupid "Be a Hero- Take your kids to Disney World" commercial for like the 19th time and I can't handle it. And that 19th time through was just what I needed to boost myself up off the couch and take on my house. THAT, my friends, is what those annoying commercials are for. They shake you out of your Full House-ignoring-the-mess-mindset and push you off your overly large (still carrying a little holiday weight) butt and make you get things done!! And so, I am now off to take on my hungover house. It's time for some tylenol, coffee and a brisk walk, little house. Time to get that junk out of your system. It's 2006 and we will now look like a sweatshop/garage sale/dollar store in here any longer. We will be presentable. We we look as if we fell off the pages of Better Homes and Gardens or TLC. It's time to shape up. Spring cleaning is coming early.