As in – 3 nights with no kids, 3 nights out conversing with real live adults in real live adult-type settings. So I’m feeling pretty good about that.
Now understand that this sudden burst off the couch and out into the world comes at a perilously high cost – my house has surpassed “a bit cluttered”, breezed by “messy” and makes “in need of a cleaning” seem like the understatement of the century.
I haven’t quite hit Clean Sweep status yet but its starting to look like a cyclone passed through and small category five tornadoes hit certain “hot spots” particularly badly.
But enough is enough. Tomorrow I’m making Madeline clean her room before she has a friend over and I will take the opportunity to right at least some of the wrongs with the bonus of setting a good example in the process.
Keep me in your thoughts. I hate cleaning.