Last night, before I went to bed, I did my usual check around the house to make sure everything was nice and neat and in pristine order. But this morning, after I awoke and headed downstairs for coffee, I was horrified by what I saw. It was a sight that made me shake with anger.
There are no young children in this house. In fact, when I came upon this scene, there was not a soul here. Just me. And the dog and cat and two big lizards. And none of those can reach the sink.
This was left for ME to clean up. My first inclination was to leave it. I immediately decided to let them sit there until whoever did it could take it upon themselves to rectify it. I didn't care if it took until the cows come home. I was not going to clean this mess! But, now, after periodic peeking in on it for the last few hours, I cannot bear it any longer.
Sooo, despite my better judgement, I am headed off to the kitchen to clean it up. And then I am going to spend the afternoon with my best friend Cynthia, so I won't be around to succomb to the temptation to strangle the other people who live in my home.
Week Three Summary
3 years ago