How do you eat an elephant?
One bite at a time.
Welcome back to Makeover Monday!
It was on hold for a short time while the Mondays piled up on me like college freshman's mountain of laundry their first weekend home.
But, I'm back and I'm confessing.
I have a baby elephant in my house.
If you ever want to know just exactly how terrible a space looks, take a picture of it.
This is my
dumping ground "office".
I have a lovely desk in the corner.
Isn't it pretty?
This is where all of our precious family photos and mementos are stored in an organized, easily accessible manner.
There are multiple problems with this space.
1. It appears to have no floor. I am pretty sure one still exist under there because I don't fall into oblivion when I climb over everything looking for an envelope.
2. Just to the left of the picture above is our front door. Yes, that's right this is what you see FIRST thing when you enter our beautiful home. As a family, we almost never come in the front door. So, this lovely scene is reserved for guest!
3. I don't have the slightest idea what's over here. In my defense, most of this was stuffed into the desk with the top closed until I had to find a paper...for our taxes.. 3 months ago.
*Hangs head in shame*
So, it's time to eat the elephant.
I don't expect the plate to be clean by next Monday, but I need some accountability.
You'll ask me about my elephant, right? Make sure I'm taking daily bites and not letting it just over in the corner and grow like it has for the last few months?
Good! I knew I could count on you.
And, you may have noticed, this is the baby elephant. There is a mama. She lurks in the other room.
If I survive this journey, you'll get to meet here next!