- 2 loads of dishes
- steamed and wiped down the microwave
- wiped down part of the counters
- picked up the trash
- picked up the laundry from the bedroom
- picked up O.C.'s toys from last night
- Found the remote to her TV
- wiped down a couple of the walls that were a bit greasy
- CLR'ed the dish drainer
- cleaned out the med cabinet
- wiped down the tables
- folded some blankets and fluffed some pillows
- Bleached the toilet
- Can's bagged for recycle
Since the LL is so freaked out, I must have found growling critters in all the corners... right? Wrong!! I found one skillet of dried on hamburger, a bowl of cereal from last night, and one nasty sippy cup hiding under the couch. Other than that... there is nothing I can't tackle... which says a lot since I have the world's weakest stomach and PC has to do the nasty stuff.
So... while she sent me a nice note of concern wanting to know if we were okay and if we needed her help... I can't help but think!!
PULLLEEEAAASSSEEE!! It only looked trashed because a days worth of soda cans were waiting for recycle and dishes were stacked for washing. I know how bad it looked because I gritted my teeth expecting something to bite me... but really, it was just a surface mess.
I sure wish I only worked 16 hours each week and had all my kids in school so I could stay home and make sure dust particles didn't land on my TV stand! Yes... I still like her. Yes... I'll still be civil. But seriously, if she wasn't such a sweetie to me, I'd really like to bitch slap her!
*thinks how hilarious it would have been if PC would have walked out of the bedroom naked while she was letting herself inside* Of course we'd have to place bets on who would be more embarassed!