I get home and tell Mickey the news. He's quickly figuring out when he can leave work so he can help me clean up. After I got home I realized I never scrubbed the tub. And yesterday someone was nice and painted the laundry room for me. They also forgot to plug the sump pump back in so when I did a load of laundry last night the laundry room floor got flooded. Yikes. That's pretty much cleaned up. Thank goodness. I'm kind of hoping that Mickey will be willing to pick up my slack and scrub the tub for me. Maybe he'll do that right after he tackles this.
This is the room of our pack rat. (You can see why this didn't get photographed for the blog on Friday.) I think it's all going to be swept into boxes and left there until we unpack in the new house, which we haven't found yet. Getting her a loft bed was a huge mistake.
I'm off to clean. Thankfully I've been keeping up with laundry and dishes. The kids now have a "clean up your mess" rule that they're made to follow and that helps immensely.