one step forward, two steps back

This has been my day.

While attempting to fold laundry and straighten our room, Trip pulled all of the clothes out of my drawers.

[I could lie and tell you that typically my drawers are color coded and organized, but I would not get away with it - so ultimately, dumping everything back into the drawers only took a few seconds.]

Trip also found a box of shotgun shells and was running around with one in his mouth. J would be proud and would probably say, "Safety Second."