Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Maybe if I cleaned up once and awhile, this wouldn't happen.

I had to run errands today. We were out of the house from 10 a.m. to 11:30 a.m.

When we arrived home, I immediately started making lunch for the kids and started cleaning up a bit.

Then I walked through my living room, usually filled with clutter (diapers, toys, blankies, and clothing) and noticed it was tidy and the TV was off.

I knew that I forgot to turn the TV off before I left the house, but I thought, maybe the kids grabbed the remote. Didn't really think anything of it.

Until I noticed my floor was spotless. Diapers cleaned up and stacked neatly in the corner. Toys put away in the kids rooms. Clothing thrown down the chute.


If there's a ghost in my house that likes to clean, he should have known I need more help in the kitchen/laundry area.

But just my living room was tidy.

So, I called my husband and asked if he had been home today.

"No...why, what's wrong?"

"Well, this might sound a little weird, but someone broke in to our house and cleaned our living room. Unless I'm going crazy and I did it already without paying attention...but that's not something I would normally do."

Eat chocolate without paying attention and then wonder where it all went- yes, that is something I would do.

But clean the house and then wander around and wonder who cleaned up?- not bloody likely.

"Seriously, I'm going nuts?"

"Ok, ok, I came home around 10. But I told you yesterday that I would be home today to deal with the living room window...you never listen or remember what I say, do you?"

Apparently not...

You won this round husband.

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