Wednesday, July 23, 2008

You've got to change your evil ways

Before I got married, I was a neat freak.  Then I married someone who stacks her mail in a pile and goes through the pile once a year.  I thought I would influence her to clean up her act, but instead she influenced me and now the entire apartment is a mess.  Mostly it's just a big pile of mail. 
 
My mom visited last night and said, "I'm glad you loosened up a little and you're ok with your apartment looking like this."