It's All Mom's Fault

My bedroom is a mess!

There are clothes in baskets waiting to be hung up.

There are clothes on the floor waiting to be laundered (so they too can wait in baskets).

There are papers and books and stuff on the other half of the bed (I sleep alone in a King).

There are Caitlyn toys and clothes and paraphenalia everywhere.

It used to be whenever mom would come visit my room would get an overhaul and be prettied up for her to stay with me in.

But she hasn't been to visit in a very long time. And so my room is a mess.