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!