If you break in, avoid the kids rooms. They are armed.

There are two rooms in this house that I do not go into. The frustration of entering these two rooms is just too overwhelming and I’m likely to have my head burst just thinking about this post.

One room would be the teenage daughters’ room. (punctuation correct?)
This room is (pause for the eye rolling, gagging motion and whole body shivers) NASTY. You would think a whole family of picky eaters live in that room. Half of EVERYTHING shoved under tables and in corners of the dressers.
The rule is, ‘no eating or drinking in your room’…yet you would think Lavern and Shirley live in there. Pepsi cans, half a glass of milk hidden in corners.
The other room is the little girls room. This room isn’t as nasty as the other girls room…it’s just a danger zone. There are tiny objects that can pierce through the bottom of your foot. They try to keep things off the floor…by piling them ON their beds.

Now if I have looked for something that is ‘lost’ in this house, I am left with the assumption that it’s in one of those two rooms, correct?
So IN THOSE ROOMS I am guessing you would find:

1. an ARSENAL of scissors. At LEAST 20 pairs PER ROOM.
2. My Swiffer vac charger (yes, it’s useless without it)
3. My most favorited, “I’m not really a waitress” ISO nail polish
4. SEVERAL bottles of nail polish remover.
5. Finger nail clippers…at least 3 per room.
6. Hair spray and ALL of my favorite brushes.
7. MY GOOD MAKE-UP and not the crap that is left behind.
8. 500 dirty towels
9. 900 kabiltrillion hair clippies and ties.
10. Some of my clothes that have accidentally been folded and put into their room, but because they are too lazy to walk it into my room; it ends up in a corner of the room covering the half of bottle of Sobe or AMP drink.

I wish I had kept count of how many pairs of scissors I have bought in the last 4 years. It’s almost frighting.