Seriously, it made my day.
I love reading all of your comments and knowing that there are so many of you out there that share my love for all things antique.
That there are people out there that understand why I feel compelled to buy play sweepers and ironing boards.
And don't think I'm crazy.
That being said I need to keep it real.
I don't know if you are like me and sometimes look at other blogs and think things like:
Man, she has it all together...
that looks like a perfect day....
I bet she would never yell at her kids...
If only I took the time to do those things...
Maybe it's just me and not you but I do think these things at times although I know we are only seeing a tiny slice of people's real lives on their blogs.
What I often covet in other people's blogs/lives is their organizational skills as it is not my strong suit.
Not at all.
That being said, I want to show you what Wash Day looked like Outside The Frame.
In other words, what you don't see.
You don't see the kids needing a bath.
My house a complete mess and laundry piling up because I am out on the front porch playing and taking pictures instead of inside doing housework.
Or that some of this stuff stayed on the porch for a couple days and we looked like straight up white trash.
For real.
And you didn't see me seeing the neighbors a few houses down come outside in their front yard and me quickly ushering the kids inside for a "snack break" because there I was in a nasty old t-shirt, no bra looking a hot mess and fearing the possibility of company.
I wouldn't want you to think things are too perfect over here....
because they most certainly are not.
But they are good in a normal and healthy way. You know, in the
It's2:00andIneedtogetdressedandthekidsneedabathAndheyneighborspleasedon'tcomedownheretoday
kind of way.
Just trying to keep it real, folks.
