House Cleaning Arrest At Bungalow'56: Day One

Psst?  Hello? Is anyone there?  

I'd like to quietly welcome  anyone who happens to be visiting from Sweet Shot Tuesday.

I've been allowed a few minutes to frantically download and type you all a quick message.  And of course while I've been cleaning I've also been taking some self portraits.  That's normal...right?

I guess, much like Martha, they've decided to make an example of me.

Let me tell you, things have been a little less than jolly around here.  First of all, I'm cleaning, and that generally makes me grumpy.  

But especially if I've been cleaning because I've been turned in to the blog police and the Hazardous Waste Department, on the same day. 

That makes me especially grumpy. 

Like, Eating Ten Banana Muffins That I Don't Even Really Like, kind of grumpy.

While folding and scrubbing, I've had a chance to think a lot about what happened yesterday.  

And while I know I am guilty as charged, I can't help but wonder how the nail picture ended up in the wrong hands?  

While scrubbing the toilet yesterday, I realized who my Barabas was, or Barabasses, as it were.  

If you are wondering what this post is about? and feel the need to be caught up to speed, just click on 

Yesterday's Post and it will all become crystal clear.

It doesn't take a rocket scientist to know...

That these are the faces of guilty children! Beautiful children...Yes.  But still guilty.

I caught her looking like this on Sunday.  She knew what was going down on Monday.  Can't you see it in her face?

They could barely even look at me when I spoke to them.  

I mean how hard is it to respond to a simple, "Pass me another muffin?"

And as for The Agronomist, he wouldn't even show his face around here.

I do have some good news though.

The bathroom is gleaming. 

And all of the laundry is done AND put away.  

I know, I know... you're impressed.  The putting away part was more than you ever expected from me.

It's as though a miracle happened at Bungalow'56.

But the miracles didn't end there.  Oh no.

I also prepared, in advance, a Roast Beef meal with broccoli, cauliflower and Potatoes with gravy.  

Albeit, while I took our middle child to piano practice, I left a message for The Agronomist to turn on the burners for the veggies and microwave the gravy. 

I heard a few gasps out there in blog land.

But It's OK,  he has his Master's degree in Soil Science for goodness sake, and knows his way around a bunsen burner.  

I decided it was time I cooked a man's meal, as I realized perhaps I needed to mend a few fences.

This house arrest, hasn't been as bad as I expected, as they have allowed me off of Bungalow'56's grounds here and there on account of good cleaning behavior. 

Well my friends, tomorrow I will be cleaning all of my baseboards with a toothbrush, and I will try not to eat any more muffins.

Just knowing you're out there makes me feel as though I will be able to accomplish this enormous cleaning task.

So think of me as you sit at Starbucks sipping your lattes whilst ruffling your sweet children's hair.  

I will only get through this with your support, but I beg of you, please don't ask about my nails.  It isn't pretty.

Good bye dear readers,

Please Send Goo Gone. 

    xo

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