Just perfectly folded a fitted sheet, and felt compelled to yell, "She's a witch! Burn her! Burn her!" at myself. The cleaning lady can't come back from vacation soon enough..... Two extra (semi) full grown adults back from college add to the clutter and chaos exponentially. Toss in two weeks of solid grey skies, and I'm barely hanging on to my shreds of sanity.
Looking forward to a new year. And some champagne to send the old one on its merry way!