Now I spend far less time than I should cleaning my house. I do have Bernie, and I think we might have some furniture polish somewhere...anyway...the kids were enjoying a rare moment of sunshine outside. I was trying to wash dishes, water plants, find the kitchen table, and start dinner all at once. I heard Eli whining about "Ma foot", but it didn't sound urgent, so I ignored it. Bad idea.
If you zoom in, you could probably see the mud all over the floor. Of course I (I mean Bernie) had just vacuumed. I quickly grabbed an old rag out of the trash, forgetting that I had just emptied my roomba (after throwing out the old rag). So now I have what can only be described as "Bernie guts" all over the kitchen, along with muddy footprints. Do they make Roombas that mop/clean milk off ceilings/provide psych evaluations on stressed mamas? They should.
"I tuck!...part 2"
If you zoom in, you could probably see the mud all over the floor. Of course I (I mean Bernie) had just vacuumed. I quickly grabbed an old rag out of the trash, forgetting that I had just emptied my roomba (after throwing out the old rag). So now I have what can only be described as "Bernie guts" all over the kitchen, along with muddy footprints. Do they make Roombas that mop/clean milk off ceilings/provide psych evaluations on stressed mamas? They should.
"I tuck!...part 2"
2 comments:
This could be Exhibit A for "Why Ness Now Needs a Scooba."
I may use it in my own campaign.
I'm wiping my eyes; you crack me up!!! Can't wait to hug and kiss you all- I'll do the housework!
-Mimi
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