Project 366: Day 209

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Last day on the road. Woo hoo!

Full disclosure: The shots used these past three days were taken in GA. Today, we leave Bangor, ME and reach Amherst Shore, Nova Scotia.

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Revealing the Clutter

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We are leaving town. Adios! Ciao! See ya!

Before we go, I am trying to straighten up the house for our dog/house sitter. Though I prefer to come home to a clean home, I’m not sure I would push myself so hard if we did not have someone staying here while are gone. Plus, with two dogs, the house will not be clean when we get home. Dog hair collects quickly.

Knowing someone is going to stay at our house, I am seeing the clutter through a different lens. We are not slobs, but we do have piles of stuff scattered about here and there.

For instance, this baker’s rack is used as a collection station. Try as I may to keep it looking ‘tidy’, the look fades as fast as the dog hair piles up. Please note the irony that I, a non-baker, own a baker’s rack.


When I turn around, I am facing the computer hutch. Thankfully, I can hide the mess inside by closing the doors. Alas, I am unable to close any doors to hid the chaos organized papers Rob keeps on top of the hutch. Our house sitter will see this clutter, as I do not mess with my husband’s filing system.

Yes, I did paint the picture hanging on the wall. I painted it at one of those “sip and stroke” places.

As I sit in my bedroom, deciding what clothes I need to bring vs. what clothes I will actually wear (the biggest challenge ever), I find more spots of clutter.

I have no plans to hide what is on that chair, though I will make sure the Grinch is sitting up properly. Oh, and I will wash Rob’s shorts. Those shorts will not be hanging on the drawers when our house-sitter arrives.

Also in the bedroom, our house sitter will find the picture I purchased at Joe’s school, along with a veritable plethora of ‘stuff’ I have yet to toss or relocate. Maybe, if my husband gets a wild hair, Rob will hang the painting before we leave. I doubt it, because he shaved his wild hairs yesterday.

The plastic bin in the right corner will go with us on the trip. Lucky bin.

Of course, these pups are staying here. I just hope they don’t throw any wild parties.

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To the bloggers I follow as well as the bloggers that follow me, please know I will not forget you. Internet access will be sporadic at best, so I will miss many posts between now and when we return, and I may be unable to respond to any comments left for me. Rest assured, when I have internet access, I will certainly check in with you.

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Project 366: Day 202

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“Ladybug!” Charlie yells. “Oh, good one.” Joe replies.

My boys created a new car game. Inspired by their love for ladybugs, they now play a game they call Ladybug. When you see a red car you are to yell “Ladybug!”; if you are the first one to yell the word then you get a point. Be careful, though. If you see a yellow car and you yell “Chicken” before your opponent, then your opponent will lose all their points. You see, chickens eat ladybugs.

The creation of this game comes at a perfect time. We are hitting the road next week and heading to Nova Scotia, and I am certain we’ll see lots of ladybugs and chickens. Feel free to join in the fun and play our game. I’ll extend your thanks to Joe and Charlie for the idea. You’re welcome.

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