When push comes to shove

If I could have, I would have had a drink (or three) or done some drugs.  Instead, I had one of these...

1/11 remains, three boys and a desperate grain-free sugar-free mama will do that.

I want to forget what I saw when I cleared out (just the) the floor of the linen closet.  I almost wanted to shove everything right back in there and put it "out of sight".  I nearly started gagging as I cleaned it all up.

Think Port Authority Bus Terminal for mice.

But, when it comes down to it, I am stronger than I think when it comes to things physical.  I had a harder time being brutal about letting go of all the junk that's been down there.  So (senti)mental am I.

Three garbage bags plus five frikkin' humidifiers, ...

and some peppermint infused cotton balls later...

a new normal has been established.

I'll get to the shelves in there later today or tomorrow.  I'm doing a load of rescue-and-recover laundry of things that we actually still want to keep that had been...tarnished.  Lunch and dinner will be whatever is in the fridge and pantry.  It will be a low key the rest of the day...till the kids and I fire brigade all the garbage out to the curb tonight!

Peace and love.

P.S.  Lana posted this to Facebook recently and I have not been able to get it out of mind.  Love.