Urban Sprawl

The Little People decided that the playroom [The yellow room at the back] was cramping their style. Either that, or two small tornadoes came through and lifted the entire village and replanted it.

It was far too quiet. No arguing. Nothing, as I cleaned bathrooms and gathered laundry.

And this is why.

And I was already feeling uninspired and uninspiring. Watching dishes, laundry, and bills pile up. Apparently the toys were feeling left out. They wanted to pile up, too.

Anyone want to come and help me shovel out? If not, I might get buried in here...