i’m with ann richards, but…

…it would be nice to have the house organized, fixed-up, clean.

One of my more superficial life fantasies is that my house is worthy of being in one of those home magazines. I don’t care which one. A good one.

Our place in its current condition is nowhere near magazine-worthy. First off, we have this:

Cracked Toilet Seat

Which I would have illuminated better, but we also have this:

No Bathroom Lighting

And in case that crack in the seat doesn’t rev your engine, this exists in our house, too:

Broken Toilet Lid

Just so we’re clear on how it currently operates:

Broken Toilet Lid (Closed Position)

So, like I said, nowhere near magazine worthy. But one can dream, and my dream is that I’ll be able to get my house fixed-up, organized, and cleaned-up sometime in the foreseen future.

Of course, accidents will happen. Children with bad tempers in our house (I’m not naming names, but if you’ve followed this blog long enough, you know exactly who I’m talking about) will slam down on toilet lids just as hard as they can to crack them and break them.

Or slam doors so hard that door handles will break…:

Door Handle Missing Tumbler Upstairs

Door Knob Missing Tumbler Downstairs

…and locks will become inoperable:

Or play rough near the kitchen china, which may one day break as a result:

But over time, I’ll be able to clean all this up. I’ll be able to organize. Maybe one day I’ll be able to be on top of all the things that need fixing around here instead of feeling behind the playground ball.

Someday, when my house is in order, I’ll move onto whatever fantasy comes next. And when I make that next move, I’ll quote one of my most favorite lines:

“I did not want my tombstone to read,

‘She kept a really clean house.’”

– Former Texas Governor Ann Richards