Wordtwist

My house is a mess. I have a load of laundry that is currently on it's third spin through the wash due to the fact that I keep forgetting to transfer it to the dryer. There is a rather large pile of unwashed laundry all over the floor of the laundry room as well as an overflowing hamper full of even more dirty laundry. The dishwasher is stuffed with clean dishes waiting to be put away and counter is covered with dirty dishes ready to be washed. The living room looks like it's been hit by a tornado. There are stuffed animals, littlest pet shops, barbies, dvds and even a plastic fork all over the floor. My girls' room and the "toy" room downstairs are no better. I know that I should be keeping on task. My job, after all, is to take care of my children and my home. And yet, I find that I am sick and tired of the lack of a sense of accomplishment that goes along with the unending chore of trying to keep a neat and orderly home with no less than five of it's inhabitants continuously undermining my every effort. (Okay, you could probably make that four, Elliot doesn't really contribute to the mess...yet.) So instead I prefer to spend my time on Facebook playing wordtwist. It has become my latest addiction. I'm not really very good at it, and yet it feels so wonderful to use a small portion of my brain for something other than housework. I find myself trying to twist words all day long now. How many words can I find in the title of that movie or the name of that restaurant? I'm hoping that I will soon tire of the game and will regain motivation to care for my home. Until then, bring on the Wordtwist.