That's the only plausible explanation! I can't possibly have raised a family of hideous slobs. I can't possibly be one myself. There is just no way. I decided that I had to start seriously working as a "good mom" this morning instead of the usual morning routine of "Mom! I need clothes!"
"just get some out of the clean smelling pile"
"there is no clean smelling pile"
"okay...bring me the febreze..."
As I sat in my bed deciding how to best tackle the house I decided to make contact with my conscience who currently resides in vernal. I sent a text to daph, my sister, as to how to best start getting control of my house. I sent her a text requesting a game plan...her game plan? "watch some TV." I love that woman.
I can do this. I am an educated woman! I have the capacity to figure out how to get the house clean. I will start with the sink. i read somewhere that if you start to clean with the sink then...ooooo Dr oz is on.....
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