Holy party throw-up Batman. Avery's 1st birthday party was this weekend and, as you can see, I'm still recovering. Am I the only one that gets an after-huge-event hangover? Not the alcohol kind, but the "I planned my rear off for months and spent the week of hot-gluing and decorating and obsessing over every single detail so now I feel like doing absolutely nothing but sit on my couch and watch the Olympics" kind. I literally have done nothing domestically related since Saturday. Well, that's a lie--I unloaded and reloaded my dishwasher....once. And that was only because Avery needed clean bottles. After her party, I told Marty to just dump everything in the kitchen one night and I would pick it up the next day. Well, here it is, Wednesday already, and I've done nothing. But my kitchen is starting to smell and Avery wants to rip up every bag that's laying in the floor. Not to mention the fact that I want to have a panic attack every time I come into my home. So, as much as I would love to share my organizing tip for the week, I've got to do a little personal home organizing of my own. I promise though, next week's project is going to rock your socks off. :)
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