Losing Control.

I am ashamed to admit that PP and I have lost control...of our house. It is such a monumental disaster that we are completely overwhelmed. We regret to inform everyone that we've given up on trying to keep up with housework and have decided to flee while we can still have room to walk thru the corridors and out the front door!

The next two months we will be in the big smoke (Toronto). PP, the eternal optimist, says "maybe the mess will have magically cleaned itself by the time we come back!"

See you in 2009.