Close the Laundry Door*

*Laundry Room, by the Avett Brothers. If you have not checked them out, and you like Bluegrass, you should. They are my absolute favorite band.

I hate going into the laundry room for a couple of reasons:
1} It is related to laundry, which I hate doing.
2} It is usually always messy.

Until today.

I decided today was the day I would tackle the Laund-mess Monster. {Okay that didn't turn out the way I thought it would!} Ahem. I decided to break down the beast, gut it out, and claim it as my controlled space, not some niche of chaos.

I did it. I totally did it. I conquered the Laundry Room. I can't tell you how excited I am!

It took me one hour to go from this:





To this:




Complete with much-needed sweeping and mopping! I even Oxy-Cleaned a little tote for used diapers because we frequently change Benjamin down in our bonus room and it's too much of a hassle to go all the way to his bedroom to drop off a diaper.

And it only took an hour. One our out of my day completely focused on one room showered me with these results. I couldn't be more pleased. Well, actually, I could. Only because there are a few billion loads of laundry to fold, plus one in the wash and one in the dryer.

Sigh.

All in a day's work! Benjamin is thinking, "Who are you and what have you done with my mommy?!"