I spent the better part of last week with a "pinched" sciatic nerve. I don't know if you can actually pinch that nerve, but it's just an expression of the pain I was in. While laying on the couch trying to massage it/heat it/rest it/treat with Tylenol my house fell into absolute mayhem.
Yesterday while the girls were down for the afternoon nap/quiet time I spent the better part of two hours rescuing my pantry. I'm sure it's been in disarray for a bit longer than just last week, but I sure didn't notice it until then. Isabella often goes into the storage closet on her own to get apple juice or a snack. She went in this week and I had to rescue her!
After my cleaning and organizing was all done I felt pretty good about it. Upon Nick's arrival home from work I learned the difference between 'clean' and 'tidy'. When you tidy, everyone notices. When you clean you're the only one who knows unless you point it out.
I was super glad to discover that I hadn't bought any groceries we didn't need. Unfortunately I didn't find the VCR remote. I think it's time to give up hope on that one, it's swimming with the alligators.