What makes me cry?

All week I have been asking for rooms to be cleaned.  Ok, granted our schedule has been busy as usual, but just a little effort please?  This is what greeted me when I finally inspected my son’s bedroom this morning.  Yes, my fault for not getting there sooner.  But really?  Notice the red blanket.  Under the red blanket is more crap.  Hmmmmm, I use to do something like this with my veggies at the bottom of my milk glass.  Well, the suburban is already packed with a load I will drop at our local family services on my way to work.  I guess I could pack a few more bags.Image