Oh Where, oh Where did my mooo-jo go?
Oh Where? Oh where can it be?
It's gone from me, oh where could it be?
Oh where, oh where could it be?!
Made the mistake of entering into my DS's bedroom with my mojo. Haven't been able to find it since. But have discovered that the kid who just fit into size 12's has now outgrown that size. And that he is now in an adult size 6 1/2 shoe (maybe he stepped on my mojo and squashed it to another world?!). He also has developed a severe dislike to anything that remotely resembles a child's outfit/pajamas (but would consider keeping it if it means he can stop trying on clothes). How did this happen?!
And sadly, both boys have outgrown SEVERAL boxes of books (may I strongly recommend buying stock in Barnes and Noble? It would appear that we are keeping that bookstore in business).
Crossing my fingers that once his desk top and shelves are found, I'll find my mojo. DRATS!! Had TWO kids.....grrrrr.....what if my mojo escaped to the other room?!! Ye gads...it could take DAYS to rescue it!
(obviously, my brain is turning to addled mush with all this cleaning. But, I see the light at the end of the LOOOONG, dark and dreary tunnel. I can only hope that the vast amount of time in this cleaning mode of darkness will not affect me permanently. I've had some urges of painting walls come upon me while scrubbing baseboards. I'm hoping that it was just a moment of delirium in a weakened state of mind)
Please keep up the search for my mojo. I still have a couple of father's day cards yet to make!!
(sigh....back to the dungeon of DS's room.....)