Zane and I have officially moved into my parents basement. And though half of our family room does look that fabulous, I'm afraid it's a little misleading.
The other half looks like this...
This picture basically sums up the unorganized disaster we are living in, better than any image I could paint with words.
Mostly, I just want you to feel as sorry for me as I do for myself. boo-hoo.
At least I have 1/3 of the basement, and my mood lighting, to maintain sanity.
