I have discovered that the surest route to a clean bathroom floor is a good old-fashioned toilet overflow incident.
Ah, the squeaky-cleanness.
Once the kids' bathroom floor was scourged, I of course had to do my own. Procrastination is a lovely thing so far as my housework is concerned.
I am a mush of conflicting emotions today. Irritated because the kids aren't getting along very well and keep bickering, satisfied because I have clean bathroom floors, frustrated because of a missed connection this morning, happy to be off call. It is odd that I can't shake an uncommonly high nervousness today. I think what I really need to do is stop procrastinating, worry over when I am going to pull out the LOs and start studying in earnest is not helping me in the slightest. Procrastinating, though, is so much more fun.