This is the corner. It is a shake my head corner. It is the throw the project into corner. Center stage, we have the science fair project about hydraulics. And off to the right we have a glimpse of the Dead Mau5 head project. We have a grandson’s tossed hoodie, a husbands books and paperwork laying on the top of the couch and the arm of the chair. We have unfolded afghans, tossed carelessly about. The Dead Mau5 project has claimed my living room waste basket. Everytime I go to toss something in it, I have to abort the action and go to the kitchen garbage container. We have a nerf gun and a cardboard tube, because you never know when you are going to need one. And we have to keep every pen and pencil that comes in the house because they certainly come in handy….especially when the ink has dried up. Someone has conveniently tied one of my curtain sheers in a knot; it obviously was in the way. Is it any wonder that I wasn’t aware that my Christmas cactus has bloomed for the second time this year? Shaking my head. What does your “corner” look like? Post me some pictures so I can feel good.