How do things get so messy when I don't have any children and I live in 1000 square feet? There are socks in every room of the house. There are sweaters under the couch cushions. There are empty diet coke cans on every flat surface. There is even a street sign that says "Corona Avenue" laying on my bedroom floor.
Being a type "A" person, I have to wonder-- where does this mess come from?
Oh yeah, I got married. I found this nice little quote to sum up how I feel about this mess: