Roaming Room by Room...

I got up this morning, and set to work restoring order to my abode.

I began by filling the dishwasher. Simple homey little task though it be.

This week, it is just Youngest Son and me.

But I loaded TWENTY-TWO cups and mugs into my dishwasher.

I did the dishes yesterday.

Where did the TWENTY-TWO cups and mugs come from? I had three mugs of coffee yesterday, but all from my favorite 'sledding snowman' mug. I drank pop straight from the can.

I've checked every room. There are no guests.

TWENTY-TWO cups and mugs.

Good grief.

I won't even go into the number of shoes. It looks like a Yeti convention over here.