I can't keep a clean house.
Once in a while I feel like a failure.
Tonight I wanted to cry while trying to pick up.
The longer I clean the more frustrated I become.
I had to leave and go pick up some dinner.
Freddy's always makes me feel better.
While we were on the way out the door I came up with a plan.
By Christmas I want to go through
EVERY.SINGLE.THING.WE.OWN.
That's right, I'm cleaning this place out!
If it doesn't have a place to live then it's not going to stay.
In 25 days we hit the road for Christmas.
I already took the first sack of clothing and an old scale out to the car.
I better find a Christmas channel on Pandora and get to cleaning.
No more tears over this messy house!
