I got an early start to my grime onslaught this morning, and finished everything before noon! It's a wonder what a Laura can get done without the distraction of a Miles clinging to her ankles!

I was washing the kitchen floor when Jason came over to pick up a computer. There I was, decked out in my Saturday best [bleached and holey cleaning garb] and of unfriendly humor. Poor Jason. I'm positively feral at times!

Not to mention, ammonia's draping scent isn't the mood-lifter that the bottle advertises.

As it happened, with the kitchen and bathroom floors cleaned and the hardwood floors polished, I realized I was out of things to do! Curses! So I did what any self-respecting person in my position would have done: I napped.