Mrs Piggle Wiggle, Willy Wonka, and Me

It is a "Playroom Day" today.
Meaning I have to clean my house like I used to clean the playroom, and I don't want to, much.

I think if Saint Paul had read "Mrs. Piggle Wiggle's Won't Put Up The Toys Cure", 1 Corinthians 13 might not have been written.  He would have rephrased that whole bit about "put away childish things".   Actually, if we took her cures to heart, we'd probably  be totally free from all kinds of besetting sins.

Which brings me to the matter of living like Willy Wonka in his very wonderful chocolate factory.

Drat. I have to run an errand and finish this later!
(4 hours later)
See what I mean?
If you don't put away your toys,
*you cant go to the circus
*you forget to pick things up at the store
*you-can't- live in a hollywood set with a chocolate river.
seriously.