I looked around and suddenly felt overwhelmed.
I sat down because I didn't know where to begin.
Ayla walked in with my phone and snapped a photo.
I had to laugh.
At the look on my face.
At the piles of dirty laundry.
And especially at the giant box of empty Busch light cans behind me.
(Although none have been consumed today, I'd be lying if I said it wasn't tempting here on the laundry room floor.)
I laughed hard enough to stop what I was doing right here on the laundry room floor and blog it.
My life right now.
At this exact moment.
Not pretty...but real life.
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