*sigh*
Things I'd rather not come home to include, but are not limited to, the following:
Snake skin sitting on the kitchen counter
Dead ants in the ant farm
Stories of my children being anywhere near rattlesnakes
Dog hair and pizza crust in my bed
Sometimes I read through my posts before submitting and wonder "What the heck is going on over there?!" But then I remember...oh, crap, this is my life...and then I throw the snake skin outside, dispose of dead ants, start a load of laundry, and pretend this is all totally normal.