For those who know me well - you know that this is

my own personal hell

This weekend Jason and I decided to start getting some "odd jobs" done. My task is to finish painting inside the frame of Maddie's closet and touch up the baseboards. An easy task, yes. But still so messy and chaotic. Maddie is sleeping in my office and that's where I've been feeding her (I'm getting very good at surfing the interweb with one hand now).

How much is this mess bothering me? Exhibit A:

I spent 25 minutes arranging the books in her bookshelf according to ISBN numbers. Just need a little order here (you all are rolling your eyes but I know that Jolleen and Morgan completely understand me)