Ohhh! A Day For Secrets!

This secret will be a bit easier to keep. You can tell anyone about it that you want... except my husband!
See that bed set? I want it. Want. Its a part of the Century furniture Collection.

Some how I doubt it is going to fit in with my "spots" theme, but me and that bed? Love at first sight. The bed we use now is almost twenty years old (the mattress is newer!) and is a converted water bed. It's an OK bed, Has a great amount of storage, but its just not...pretty.

However. In no way s there room in our budget for a new bed, and I don't want the husband thinking we have to make room for it, becuase its a want not a need.

Still. Isn't it purrrrty?

Confessions

I'm going to admit something here. And you cannot tell a soul!

Its secret you will take to your grave, OR ELSE!

Last week, my husband's work hours changed. He has to start a half hour early. Because I am incapable of hearing the alarm clock in the morning, I have to get up whenever he gets up.

The secret? I'm enjoying the extra time to myself.

Before, I got up at seven, the girl I baby sit came at seven 15 and rainbow man had to be up by seven thirty to get ready for school. I was always tired and grouchy.

Now? I have a full forty five minutes to an hour all to myself.

Yesterday I painted spots on my walls, This morning I made cookies!

Come here

Closer.

I want to tell you a secret.


I haven't folded my laundry since school let out at the end of June. Not.One.Load.

It's been sitting in the sewing room. Wrinkling and sighing, waiting for me to fold it. But I refused.

Until today

Today I spent SIX.HOURS. folding and ironing and hanging. It really sucked.

nonetheless;

Toady I folded AND put every item away in it's proper place.

But only becuase I could no longer shut the door on the mess.