It's amazing how fast my kitchen - my whole apartment, really - can go from sparkling clean to craptastic. I swear that I just scoured the place only a day or two ago, and now, I would bet there are several new colonies of life springing forth from my kitchen sink right now.
I had really grand ambitions for today before I had to go to work, mostly involving the cleaning of my home. Instead, I woke up absurdly late, parked my butt on the couch, ate veggie corn dogs (soooo good!) and watched reruns. Cleaning? Didn't enter the picture.
Jason and I want to be parents. I'm hoping that whenever motherhood appears, so will surface the obsessive-compulsive streak I know lurks deep inside me, and I will become the Antibacterial Wipe Queen, replete with sparkling countertops and squeaky-clean floors and Febreezed everything.
Stop laughing.
3 comments:
When that clean fairy stops by, send her my way too! :-)
You're right, I am laughing.
I have been thinking of taking pictures of my house as it is right now and posting them under the heading "why I am not qualified to be a pastor's wife."
I also think craptastic is my new favorite word.
I've always though "clean" houses were highly overrated!! X O X O
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