Seriously
Some days I don't even know what I would do if I didn't hear that wonderful sound coming out of the kitchen of the coffee maker percolating. Somehow I feel like this must be how dogs feel when they see the leashes come out, or the treat jar open.
Yeah, I compared myself to a dog....
But coffee is worth it.
I shudder to think what my house would look like with out coffee.
Probably like one of those hoarders hell hole type houses.
So coffee keeps it clean during the day, and a 20 minute bath time is all I need to really tidy the house up. Last night in a 20 minute bath time I was able to clean the living room, dining room, Carson's bedroom, and get the kitchen clean, coffee ready for this morning (see the loop?) Sundays are always the day I start nesting for the week. I can't keep up as easily during the work week because Husband is at work, and Carson is a bit of a tornado when it comes to his toys.
I need a better system then trying to do all the major clean up on sunday. I just haven't figured out what I need to be doing. Small maintenance? I can't sleep if my house is messy, it just really bugs me. My OCD is tingling
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