The next thing you know...

How do you go from this....

and this...

and, oh my...this...

To all this??....




Allow me to tell you...

TWO FREAKING YEARS PEOPLE. THAT'S HOW.

There...now that that's off my chest. I can tell you that what used to be an emotional space has now become a dumping ground for everything that doesn't belong. It's like the Island of Misfits for our home ~ and I could point out a hundred different items in the room that don't belong. Like the two Christmas towels and four Christmas cards that somehow got missed when we packed up the holiday decor to the attic. Or the bunny rabbits and "Happy Easter" signs that are waiting to be put up around the house. There is also the crib for Quint's nursery and all his various items that we've been accumulating, like the large red star sitting on top of that box under the table. There's the crap load of my scrapbooking supplies. Three "Web.kinz" stuffed animals, one small bottle of blue frosting dye, two packs of invitations, three rolls of wall border, a large sign that says "BATH", a clock, six books, yards and yards of mismatched ribbon scraps, a large blow-up mattress and pillow for the snoring storm that AB's surgery caused, seven different baskets of varying shades, one empty laundry basket, a Veggie T@les CD, a box full of markers, curling ribbon, party cups and napkins, cupcake wrappers, an air pump, an empty Tiff@ny's box (what? It could make a good...well, something!) and did I mention a large zip lock bag of misc. hardware?

This is freaking rediculous.

I miss KJ's nursery terribly - but you can only hold out for so long on having an entire 10x10 room go completely unused in an already small three bedroom home. How long can you just let the space sit empty and heartbreaking? The next thing you know, you move your scrapbook table in there and make it a "creative space" until baby arrives. Then you just "temporarily" place unused items such as baskets, party supplies, and extra pens in there. Next you blow up a mattress after a rough night of tossing and turning next to the king of all snorers. Then before you know it, Quint's stuff is starting to pile up (as his room is currently occupied by me - his home office mama). A star here, an outfit there, a lamp shade over here, and well...there's the big crib and mattress. So all of a sudden, I walk by there tonight and I say "what the frig is happening in here!?! We worked so hard on this room and it's almost laughable what it has become." So - no more nonsense - time to clean up the party supplies, re-organize the chaos, and re-claim baby girl's room. It will soon be time to ramp up for a 2nd nursery overhaul in the home office and we need to be fit as a fiddle and ready for...well, organization at the very least.

Believe it or not - those picture above of the absurd mess you see are NOT MY STYLE. I like order, organization, labels, clutter-free, crap free spaces.

So, we'll do a take-two soon and get some new pictures of that space back to normal. I hope. It's now or never people - I've got a little man on the way and if I think I'm busy now...

HA!