May or May Not Monday

May or May-Not Monday: Where you can divulge the secrets of life's mishaps without feeling like a failure. So go on... own up. I may have...


I may or may not have spent my Friday cleaning for seven hours without stop. Four of those hours were dedicated to one room. ONE! The playroom. Seeming every toy they owned was out on the floor. Literally leaving no room for feet to walk safely. The playroom is the biggest room in the house. Four hours later it looked like this.

Need a wider lens to capture the whole thing, but you get the point.

I may or may not have realized that this carpet only gets vacuumed quarterly due to the general untidiness. So I went over it in three directions and moved most of the furniture out to get as much as possible vacuumed.

I may or may not have put the garbage and things no longer played with in the hallway. It may or may not still on Monday early afternoon look like this.

And that may or may not be a week's worth of laundry folded and still not put away in my bedroom.
You would think seven hours of cleaning would get this done, but nope. Didn't get the bathrooms clean either.

I may or may not have taken checks to put in the bank and had a whole conversation with the littles about what we were doing and what a bank's function was. My littlest kept asking, "Where are my checks?" After a half an hour of repeated explaining about checks and banks, I realized he was talking about Chex cereal.

I may or may not now have 14 paint sample colors on one section of my hallway wall. Two weeks ago I finally found the winner, but have not found the gumption to tackle Operation Repaint the Hallway.

I may or may not have my littlest with the strep on yet another even stronger antibiotic. I may or may not feel very good about this step because it is actually working. He took a turn for the worse literally 5 minutes after I posted last week's failures. It was not a different strain of strep, but still perianal strep. Strep he's been fighting since the 11th of November and it looks like this antibiotic may just rid his body of the bacteria. *fingers crossed*

I may or may not have sent Christmas presents through a purchase online, typed in the separate shipping from billing address (I had to go get my address book to do this) and somehow they still ended up being shipped to me. Apologies and another trip to the post office are in my future.