It's Amazing What A Difference One Day Makes

[jmfargo]

So yesterday I cleaned the kitchen. It wasn't perfect, with perhaps half a load of dishes left to be put into the washer, and the counters weren't perfectly wiped down, but it was looking good, and I had even had time to bake some cookies! I was quite proud of myself, to be honest, even if I didn't get everything I wanted done.

Then I cooked last night for myself and Maria. The kitchen looks like a disaster again, even though I didn't add much to the mess. Glasses are lining the counters, dishes are piled up, the Wok is dirty. Things are just ... back to where they were. It's very disheartening.

The worst part is that my good friend Earl is staying here over the weekend to watch the dogs, and if I don't get this to a level where I feel comfortable with it's mess-ness I'll be feeling guilty about it all weekend. Well, okay, not all weekend, but at least part of the ride to my parent's, and then the ride back.

So, I go back to join the battle-lines. I raise my sponge, and my fierce battle cry erupts from my lips as a lion's roar - "I DON'T CLEAN FLOORS!"

Comments

[turbotroll.livejournal.com]

Do you really think I'd check your Wok for grease spots?...

[jfargo.livejournal.com]

How did you know the Wok had grease spots left on it!? You checked, didn't you!?

I'm a bad person for not cleaning it more, and now you hate me for it, don't you? A guy like me can't be perfect you know! *cries*