Cleaning Day

I have to say, I hate cleaning.  Always have, and something tells me I always will.  In fact, instead of cleaning, I sat down here to tell you I hate cleaning.  I love a clean house.  I just wish someone else would come here and do it.

When I get home from work, the kids want to play, dinner needs to be made and there is always something on the go. When I finally have time to clean, I'm too tired to bother.

Today I will clean.  I WILL CLEAN.  I WILL CLEAN....maybe if I tell myself enough it will happen.  Actually, it will today.  But by the time the kids play and the dog sheds, it won't look clean for long.  Maybe I should take a picture this time to preserve it.

I figure it's a bonus day of the year, so I should do something productive with it.  In fact, if I really do all my cleaning this morning, then I can scrap this afternoon in peace.  How nice would that be?  A good reward.