Being gone for five days was great.
Coming back to messes and life, not so much.
I've been playing catch up all week.
After I arrived home from Seattle, I cleaned the fridge.
I dumped several containers of leftovers down the disposal.
Five minutes later, one thing was checked off my list.
Six hours later, I ran the dishwasher.
I cleaned the kitchen.
I put the kids to bed.
I went downstairs to change the laundry.
Something smelled horrific.
The recently routed floor drain was oozing...
ALL over clean clothes.
Why was there clean clothes on the floor?
Izzy and Sofi had gone through their bins of Spring clothes.
They had a little fashion show in the laundry room...
and didn't put it away like I had asked.
A glass of wine and bucket of bleach later,
I went to bed.
Mark was a trooper...went to the store for draino, helped clear the drain.
Helped me clean the mess.
Sometimes cleaning can be problamatic.