Last night I told Aaron that I was determined to wake up to a sparkling clean house on Christmas morning. So I sent him and Wes to my parents and busted out the windex and the carpet cleaner and I'm going to town.
Which means I'm cleaning. Alone. On Christmas Eve.
Pathetic? Yes. Totally worth it for a clean house tomorrow? And perhaps even into the next day (hope hope hope)?
Absolutely.
Merry Christmas! May your house be clean! And if it's not, may you not care!
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A woman after my own heart.
i love it. you'll find w/ the more kids you have you either have to kick everyone out OR clean while they sleep, which equals no break for you :(
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