Idealy, tidy would be nice, but when it comes down to it, I have only a certan amount of energy to expend.
Whats it to be..to be judges a slatten for my house keeping with a pile of creative work done.
Or the forth road bridge that is the catalog house that dosent realy exist, and if you try, to constantly mantane it, to that stupidly high unreal standard,it will slowly drive you round the bend, and suck out your soul.
I rember the watching a stepford wife in the the early 80s, valum and kays catalog,trying to control the insanaty of life with a clean kitchen floor.
Who rembers Miss mary of sweden?
Apoliges, Im sleep depravated to fuck with a boob crazed sick baby and Im unpacking from a move.I so desperatly want to draw something.
Washing the dishes just dont cut it.
Peace out clean freeks, Im just jelouse.