While My Carpet Dries...

A few months ago, I mentioned a smell in my living room and today, it just sent me over the edge. It's really weird. I don't smell it for weeks and then all of a sudden IT'S IN YOUR FACE! And it moves... weird. Anyhow, this morning even Ethan who is so plugged he can't smell his own feet could smell it and gagged. So Rob and the girls went to church and Ethan is sick so he and I launched "Spring Clean the Living Room Day... or 2." Fun times moving everything out of the living room. At first I had thought the deck, but checked the weather report and decided against it. Good thing, cuz it rained when we went to pick up the carpet cleaner... sorry Cel, we were desparate! It looks AND SMELLS 100% better. And for the moment feels like we're in a new house:

As I washed down the walls, windows and doors, I realized I am in desprate need of a paint job in the living room (not to mention every other room, except Ethan's). I cleaned the door which was disgusting. I don't think that anyone in this house knows how to open a door without touching the door or kicking the bottom. I am a firm believer in the Magic Erasers. Those things rock. I would LOVE to know what is in it (if anyone out there knows, but I think it's a mystery) that cleans so well. I love them, but my hands feel like crap afterwards so I figure I'm killing myself slowly by using them. Here's my nearly new door... IGNORE the bookcase thing. Each kid owns a cubby and puts whatever they want in there... preferably homework, tomorrows clothes, soccer stuff, AWANA and church stuff. Normally it has candy wrappers and old school papers that should have been tossed weeks ago.

Here is my pile of orders that I need to finish all piled onto my ironing board that hasn't seen an iron in YEARS! Maybe not that long, but it's been awhile! And the table underneath isn't normally there either... just had to get it out of the way.

So now my dining room looks like my living room threw up in it. Maybe, when I have both rooms put back together, I will post new pictures of them. For now, I have boxes of fabric and pictures that I have put off going thru. And the magazines!! Where on earth did 100 magazines come from? And I have an antique table I'm actually going to throw away before it collapse on a small child or animal. Here is what living room vomit looks like:

And I don't think that I'll add pictures of my work area. It's pretty bad right now. It looks like a disaster, but I know where everything is, except a money order that I misplaced awhile back.