Raisin Bran

In my last post I asked the question...."What is this world coming to?" Well in this post I would like to pose the question...."What is this house coming to?" I've debated whether or not to tell this story because it might have a bad reflection on me and my housekeeping skills but it's just too classic that I could not resist. So all I have to say before I share is....DON'T JUDGE ME. It's not usually this extreme!

I recently got a job as a housekeeper at the Garden Cottage Bed & Breakfast (cutest B&B ever). I really love the job and the people I get to work with but after cleaning all morning six days a week the last thing I want to do when I get home is...you guessed it....CLEAN!

So this morning in the rush to get ready in time for church I walked into the kitchen to find Blake eating his Raisin Bran like this....

In a large serving bowl with a tablespoon! I, myself, got up early and had time to wash a bowl and spoon but poor Blake got up too late for that luxury. That was definitely my sign that something needed to change around here! Oh boy. Sorry Blake!

And remember readers....no judging :)