Kids Relaxing After Room Decluttering
“Clean your room” they say. Work done. It was my sanctuary. Beautiful. Bags of stuff in the trash. Decluttered.
And then the monsters who live here declared that, when clean, they like to be in it. Bam. Sanctuary gone.
Missing: eldest child who likes to hide in her room... but, yet, I tell HER to come down more often. These kids have a confusing mom.