So I am a little discouraged this weekend. It seems like as soon as I clean something, someone dirties it! And I don't even have kids yet!
I cleaned the kitchen. Rodney wants sweet potato fries for dinner. Not oven fries like usual though, fried fries. I've never fried ANYTHING. The kitchen was smoky and filthy. The fries were delish. I was just happy that my eyebrows were intact.
I vaccuumed the carpet. Bella barfs. Twice. It is yellow.
I mopped the floor. Bella trips me and I step in her food and water dish. Dog food flies everywhere.
I demand that you pity me.