books are more important than underwear

so, what's it like to live in such a clean house you ask?

Stinks...just kidding, only partly stinks. I love that it looks nice almost all the time and it's easier to pick up. I don't love running around wiping things all day. Someone brushes their teeth and I go wipe the sink and mirror. Someone goes potty, wipe the seat. Someone makes toast, wipe several counters and wash off a knife. Someone ________ fill in the blank, wipe ____________.

I'm subbing three days this week and have to get things spotless at night. Then somehow, even though everyone has been asleep all night in the morning I still have to wake up early, make beds, pick up toys, start of load of laundry, empty and re fill the dishwasher, wipe down the after shower mess, ect. How is that?

Last night brother came out of his room and very exasperatedly said. I can not go to sleep one more night with out a book shelf in my room. Why?
Turns out he hates not having a bunch of books. He can't rest because he reads one, runs to the girls room to borrow another, reads it, repeat.

I told him he'd be fine. Then a few minutes later he came out and said he'd rather empty his underwear drawer and keep books there because books are more important than underwear.

Okay, we'll think about that one. I told him.

This morning I discovered that he indeed did reorganize his drawers~ getting rid of his pesky, space wasting, superfluous under pants and making room for his friends, the books.