On Sunday night, I tackled the kitchen, and I promised myself that I wouldn't go to sleep until it was perfect. I don't know what got into my husband, but he started to clean the living room with the same conviction I did the kitchen. I never asked him to do a thing; I saw him watching the football game, so I never even bothered. What a nice surprise!
Everything in those two rooms was perfect by 10pm. We stood back, admiring each others' work. I had the best night's sleep, mainly because of the peace of mind I felt knowing the messiest rooms in the house were under control again!!
We've still got 3 more rooms to clean, but hey it's a start. It's Tuesday night, and those 2 rooms still look great! Hopefully I can get to the other rooms before Friday.
On a side note, I was really, really happy that my husband jumped in and helped out. I don't mean to sound harsh, but the man has not really helped me clean in quite some time. Don't get me wrong, because the first 3 years we were married, we'd divide up the chores 50/50. I don't know what happened after we had children.
I hope I can get this kind of cooperation much more often!! :)
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