The Nightmare

This morning when I woke up this is what was staring me in my face. I thought for sure this was a nightmare, so I laid back down hoping I would wake up free from this, but no this was reality - my reality. Last night we returned home from our trip to Louisville. We didn't unpack before we went to bed but things did not look like this. Jay had already left for work this morning when I got up, and I wondered how he had survived this mess. It must have been a terrible struggle for him to endure on his own, and I slept through it. I am so lucky to have such a strong husband who can defend himself from the evil clutches of his suitcase.