Friday, June 28, 2013

But Seriously, Though

Everyone lives like this for a few days after they get back from a trip, right?

(annie, there's no need to answer this . . .  weirdo)


  1. I would rather die than unpack my suitcase, and that is not an exaggeration. Fortunately I married someone who would rather die than wait two seconds more to unpack, upon return.

    Also, your "messes" look to me either a) not messy, or b) staged, like you're trying to look messy. I guess my threshold of messiness is higher than some.

  2. I get what you're saying, Jen. I think it would be helpful to try to imagine where the mess is in proximity to the front door. Right in front of it. As in, we walked inside from our trip, but things down, and that was it. Mission accomplished. For days I still lived out of my suitcase. Looking in them for things to wear instead of, you know, my drawers.

    Also, really terrible for foot traffic to and from the front door. So, yeah, it's not a huge mess, but it's the spirit of the mess I'm kind of showcasing.

    Annie, go unpack a bag and just leave me alone.

  3. Spirit of the mess. This needs to be the title of something.