If I go back to work
how in the world will I ever deal with this...
I'd like to claim this is an isolated event, but it's a daily mess resulting from A1 & A2 getting ready for school.
Notice the toys amidst the hair accessories? This is because A2 plays instead of doing what she's supposed to do. In fact, she always waits until the last minute when I've been transformed into some raving lunatic before beginning to brush her teeth, etc.
And this is just one small part of one room. The kitchen, bedrooms, living room and hallway are also casualties of daily chaos.
I must get a job, but a word of warning to those who reside with me... without drastic changes we will be buried alive.