It’s day one of my Spring Break and I just spent the last 7.5 hours cleaning my house. Not exaggerating.
I vacuumed, mopped and scrubbed the crud (no pun intended) out of this house like no other. I wiped walls and did no fewer than five loads of laundry, in addition to wiping out the fridge, cleaning Hadrian’s dishes and vacuuming the bottoms of the drapes. (I think I may have let the house go a bit this first half of the semester…)
So help me, God, if my husband and dog mess it up in the first hour they’re home… I won’t be held responsible for my actions.