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Everyday I give myself these lofty goals.
Today I'm going to clean the girls room and move the bookshelf from the dining room in there for more toy storage.
I'm going to scrub the entire kitchen and make a wholesome meal for my family.
Sometimes I succeed. Sometimes even I'm amazed at what I accomplish, but it's always at the expense of the rest of the house. Sure all the dishes are clean, but the entire living room has been "measured" using rolls of paper towels.
Sure the girls room got vacuumed and their laundry put away, but there's something on the couch that I can't identify and the kids aren't telling what it is....

Today, since I only got 3 hours of sleep thanks to a needy, sick, preschooler, I set myself a much lower goal.
I aimed to just not let the house get worse than it was when MyDogFarted left for work.

And I failed at that.

To be fair, I didn't just sit around and do nothing all day.
There was the playdoh and mac and cheese mashup.
The exploding juice box.
The exploding toddler x 3.
Popsicle on the couch.
Baking Soda is apparently a great sensory toy for my very sensory toddler.
I used at least a dozen bleach wipes on random things.

The house is a mess.

I can't wait until MDF gets home. I need a nap.