We left for the holidays on Christmas Eve. I was mean about it but I wanted Our house to be clean when we got home dammit. And it was. It sparkled. It smelled good. We walked in the door I felt relief. Then the house exploded. DH brought in the baskets of presents (mostly toys) our busted luggage etc. Then the next day I bought groceries and ran errands and now my house is destroyed. I have spent a good chunk of my day organizing the play room, sorting clean laundry and de-christmasing my house. It's turned into what I call schitzo cleaning. I will be cleaning my livingroom, put something in my kitchen, remember something I want done in there and clean there for a while. The end result is that I cleaned for three hours and my house is still a disaster. Next year for christmas I am asking for a wife. I am giving up for a while.
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He's laid off, there were no good jobs posted yesterday so I came home to a clean house! Completely unprompted and unhinted at by me! It's awesome.