Exhausted? Check

This is what our living area looked like a couple of days ago, when I still had the energy to care and pick up a few things.



This is what it looks like this morning. I should probably fold the clothes, you know the "white" with the sweatstains that make you feel like you've not washed them. The ones I will definately soak in Oxyclean next time.

Finding a home for all the crap I've spent my money on the last ten years, not happening. Things aren't finished enough to put away into a permanent home, so why expend the energy to find temporary homes? Oh right, because my daughter's second birthday is in two days and I have invited an obscene amount of people. Instead I'd rather spend hours trying to figure out how to download free episodes of the second season of Veronica Mars (any help would be appreciated). Or spend another hundred dollars at Target on, ummm, what exactly did I get there? Okay, I need a plan and an army of helpers. Except then I would have to deligate, and who is going to want to touch those white?

P.S. I've finally uploaded some pics on Flickr, but I'm bandwith-shy this month and paralyzed with indecision about which pictures actually warrant flickrizing.