Revenge of the Vacation

After having my family come to see and help me out last month because of surgery and then going to see them for my father's promotion two weeks later, my house started to fall apart. My weak leg and lack of energy prompted me to forget my stringent home care routines (thank you FlyLady).

One afternoon, I braved the dangers beyond the couch so that I might document the horor which ensued. Be warned: the pictures you are about to see are saddening and maybe a little disgusting. If you are faint of heart, you should not proceed.


















Household cleaning supplies and a few of their buddies enjoying their new home atop the unused washer and dryer.


















After I cooked myself something to eat, I decided that my work was done. What you see here is about 4 days of pile up. The pots and pans were just rinced off whenever they were needed and therefore have several days of use baked in. Be thankful I'm not showing you the horror on the stove.


















After sitting in the living room for about 6 days without any attention, the bags just started to unpack themselves. Stuffed animals and clothing lept for their lives and slowly began to crawl across the floor towards the bedroom.