i'm sitting in bed. hubby is putting the kids to sleep, because he rocks. and because they take four times longer to go to sleep with me than they do with him.
have you ever wondered what future people would think if they could see your house exactly as it is today? maybe like pompeii. modern-day archeologists try to figure out what life was like there before it was buried in ash. they'd have a heyday in my house, i think.
there are no less than 10 pillows on my bed. in all different shapes and sizes. hubby has to have a million pillows. then he picks one to toss on my side of the bed (or on me) almost every night because it gets in his way. so then i end up putting it on the floor because it is irritating me. we also each have our own blankets. mine is a huge, fuzzy, thick blanket. his is a twin-size thin t-shirt blanket. he has a heater built-in and i freeze all the time.
there are clothes hanging from every door in here. dresses, suit jackets, t-shirts, tank tops, sweaters, pants and polo shirts. a lot of our clothes can't go in the dryer. i no longer have a rod in my utility room so they get hung on doors. then left there until we wear them, or there is no more room on the doors to hang more. (because i HATE doing laundry.) and, although i gather dirty clothes nearly every day, the clothes i wore to work today are on the floor.
next to my bed i have a make-shift night stand. the base of said night stand is the dog's crate, then a small three-drawer rubbermaid organizer. this organizer contains pens and pencils and markers of all kinds, a wii remote, rolos, my crossword puzzle book, my address book and a large quantity of bobby pins that i take out of my hair at night. on top i have a fork, a baby monitor, my phone (charging because the battery died), and a lamp. pinned to my lamp i have mini yarn zombie voodoo doll things. they are AWESOME. three of them, to be precise. plus my stuffed sally doll (from nightmare before christmas.) and my chloroseptic spray, because sometimes i just need it.
hubby's side of the bed is a real mess. garbage, cups, forks and spoons, and phone chargers. plus buddy left a bunch of plastic mcdonald's play food over there, so it looks like mcdonald's threw up or something.
combine that with my teddy bear, a book about training dogs (which i need to finish so i can train my spastic dog), half-full bags of pretzels and cheetos, toys, children's books, a wii balance board, empty gift bags, and boxes of craft supplies (paint, popsicle sticks, ribbon, glue sticks, felt, etc.) in piles all over.
so here is what future-people see:
she likes creepy things.
they were messy people.
perhaps clothes are hung in a ceremonious "laundry hating" fashion.
creative people can't keep their crap straight.
you can tell the most about us, however, from what's hanging on our walls.
there are two paintings i did of hubby and me hanging above our headboard. i spent a long time on these and i'm pretty proud of them. in general they turned out pretty well.
one wall has a painting of a little boy with a drawing of the american flag and two firemen. it's a gift i got for hubby. next to it is a painting that belonged to his grandpa, who was a captain in the fire department in his city. the painting is of a horse-drawn firewagon. (is that the right word?) his grandpa's helmet is up there, too, and a photo of hubby's fire academy class. two of our engagement photos as well.....we took them on a firetruck. they're pretty awesome.
the opposite wall is full of pictures of our kids, plus one buddy drew of me last year for mother's day, his handprint and a quote about motherhood.
the last wall has a big mirror half-obscured by the TV, a collage print full of photos of me and my grandmother, and our "i love you because..." frame. (currently, it says BOOBS. guess who wrote that.)
future-people now see that we are a family. we love our kids. we love each other. we love our history.
but we're still messy.
(i blame it on...well...can i say exhaustion?)