Ugh, last night I stayed up until 2am cleaning the house. Mopping the floors, scrubbing the sinks and counters, dusting the hell out of this place, and all while on the phone with TWO girlfriends with man trouble (please imagine me saying that in a southern georgia accent, cause I do). I'm exhausted today. Calista woke up at 7:30am, bright eyed and bushy tailed, begging for breakfast. I look in the pantry. I forgot to get more cereal yesterday. Look in the fridge. Forgot to get bread, too. However I did remember the Nestles Drumsticks - go mom! A much needed staple in any persons diet, wouldnt you agree? So this morning I fed my child peanut butter crackers and milk for breakfast.
The reason for the OCD cleaning is that we have family coming into town, today and tomorrow. My mom, who can spot a speck of dust and a dirty light switch plate from the airport, and JP's son, so I need this place to be spotless. Cause it aint gonna stay that way for long with a 10 year old boy and a 3 year old girl running around here. FOR A MONTH AND A HALF.