I want to share with everyone this little poem of what happened to me when I felt INSPIRED to clean... Beware
Hope I make someone laugh out of my situation...
For the want of a laptop the craft room was cleaned
for the want of a clean craft room - containers were bought and filled
For the want of filled containers - the extra supplies were boxed
For the want of boxed supplies - garbage was thrown out
For the want of thrown garbage - My Back was sprained
For the want of a sprained back - nothing was done
For the want of nothing being done - the house became a mess, the baby stayed at grandma's, missed days of work and slept on a couch
All for the want of a laptop