What's it going to take?

Jeff asked me on Friday what's it going to take to get you to clean again?

Apparently he likes a clean house while he watches basketball.

I guess it takes a "you're mad at me so I'm mad at you for being mad at me for no reason" kind of day.

At any rate, all bedroom and living spaces were dusted and vacuumed on Saturday. Minus Pearl's room. A room has to actually be clean - like as in being able to see the floor clean - in order to dust and vacuum.

The kitchen cupboards got a quick wash down. Kitchen counters scrubbed. All paper junk and knick knacks that seem to accumulate on the counters found a home. 

Beds were made with clean sheets. Which is quite the feat with Pearl's collection of stuffed animals piled on her bed. 

Laundry washed, dried, and folded. Don't get me wrong, I forgot to put the last load in the dryer until today. There's got to be some give and take here. 

Dishes washed and put away. 

Garbage taken out. 

Breakfast served. Lunches made. A week's menu plan written {this is torturous for me}. And groceries bought at 11 p.m. after attending the Young Women LDS Conference Broadcast.

And a run-in with the Easter Bunny to make sure the kids had been good before heading off to bed.

Oh, and I showered. That's important.

I am exhausted and so hoping whatever cleaning bug I've caught doesn't come back!

Just kidding on that last part. Kind of. Sorta. Can't I just get a house elf instead?