Okay, I am officially with all of you who say that mopping is pointless. I was so proud of myself for sweeping and mopping the floor this morning, and then Adelay woke up and lunch was upon us. (Note to self: Ravioli is not a good choice when one is looking to keep spills at a minimum.) Then, the dog had to go out, which meant he had to come back in at some point, wet paws and all. Then, I had to go in and out of the house five times to bring in the groceries, my boots getting wetter and sloppier with each trip. Good-bye, sweet, clean floor! I will think of you fondly.
I am now steadily plowing my way through a bag of Easter edition Reese's peanut butter cups. Happy Monday, everyone!
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Congratulations on your fig!
I'm always horrified by the awful things people say to each other, especially to pregnant women. I can't imagine how I'll respond one day when that happens to me. I'll probably snap, and then they will attribute it to hormones. And it won't be as satisfying knowing that.
I think you're doing great, and everything will be fabulous. Just for the record.
I am strongly in favor of Reese's peanut butter cups as an antidote to housecleaning setbacks. Or any kind of setbacks, really.
Oh, I'm not sure I miss mopping. We have all carpet in our house (not by choice). But it saves me from owning a mop. Just as bad is having to scrub mud stains when the dog comes running in out of the mud. So far it's not muddy here, but I'll give it a day or two. Ohh, reese's cups, yum! I'm coming over!! :)
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