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Lately, I have been a little frustrated.
Alright, so it’s a LOT frustrated.
Frustrated that the revamp of my blog is going so. painfully. excruuuutiatingly. sloooooooooow.
Frustrated that, in our house-hunting expedition down South, we are not able to find the right house, in the right place, for the right price.
Frustrated that my family is living in “The House That Mr. Clean Forgot” because every waking moment is spent either dealing with the kids (why, someone tell me, do they have to eat SO OFTEN?!??!) or dealing with the blog upgrade.
Frustrated that I have four different crafty projects started, but barely constructed because every spare minute is spent dealing with this blog.
Frustrated that even the blog is suffering from lack of posts because I’ve been spending my extra time working on the layout of THIS DAMN BLOG!!!
Whew!
Anyway, in moments like these, I find that something has to give. Some project has to get accomplished. Something big MUST get done in a timely manner, exactly the way I want it, to exact specifications.
Otherwise, I may explode.
And, trust me, People, that ain’t something you wanna see happen.
Miss Priss’ bedroom had been bothering me for a while. Not only had it turned into the Little Miss Priss Pigsty (listen, I spend all the energy and patience I have getting her to pick up all her toys and crap on the first floor – by the time we get upstairs, it’s just easier to close the door) her bedroom never seemed to be arranged quite right.
Maybe it was the Frustration that had come to a head.
Maybe it was all the HGTV we’ve been watching lately.
Whatever it was, I got in there like a hurricane, and laid The Smackdown on that fiasco.
I did take before pictures.
They are embarrassing.
And my mom will not be very happy with me (although I’m sure she will NOT be terribly surprised).
So I took a cue from the magicians, and included a Beautiful Assistant, you know, as a distraction.
I’m sure you didn’t even notice (my Gorgeous Assistant works like a charm!) but that bookcase is broken.
Which is why all those books are on the floor.
Or at least that’s the excuse I’m going with.
The Pretty Princess thought that it’d be a great idea to help me unpack her bag from the last trip….
Oh, wait, what’s that back there?
Is it a BABY?!??
Well, now, who would put a BABY back there? Now I’ve totally forgotten WHAT we were TALKING about.
Oh, yes, the bedroom. It’s a weird shape and has this cut-out to the side…
Dah da da DAAAHHH!!!
Me: So, Priss, what do you think of how I did this photo?
Priss: Mmmm, NOT so GOOD.
Me: Why not?
Priss: There’s no CROWN.
Of course. What SuperHero would leave home without her Crown?
And here are the aftereffects of all my frustrations….
Ooooooooooo!!!!!
Aaaaahhhhhh!!!!!
Ooooohhhhhh!!!
(Disclaimer: The “After” photos are, in no way, a reflection of the current state of the rest of EverAfterLand. The “After” photos of Miss Priss’ Bedroom are no longer even a reflection of the current state of Miss Priss’ Bedroom. In no way does the aforementioned “frustration cleaning and organization” bind the cleaner, JenEverAfter, to perform any additional cleaning or organizational duties in this or any other room of EverAfterLand. In fact, the aforementioned cleaning should just about do it for the rest of the year. Or until we move. In which case, it’ll be clean because it’s empty.)
