Was it me or did the weekend seem to go by way too fast? It seems like all I did this weekend was clean the house and the thing still isn’t clean. I got the Kitchen floor buffed and cleaned on Saturday morning, mopped it twice even to help get the grout haze off. It looks good. It looks even better now that we have some stuff back in the kitchen (the table, the bakers rack, a lot of plants) and we managed to get almost everything hung on the walls that amy wanted hung (except the fat chef poster which needs to be framed).

Now its a matter of getting the rest of the house back in order. We have to go through the stuff I pulled out of the coat closet (coats, kites, and other assorted junk) and off the walls (most of it is my in-laws) and pair it down. A good bit will be thrown away or donated to St. Vinnys. The stuff that is ours anyways. The rest will be boxed up and put in the basement.

Its my goal to get the house back in order by the weekend, but that won’t be an easy task. Then I have to clean the deck (pressure wash it) and the fence and some other stuff and hopefully get all that treated with a sealer this fall. It seems that there is an ever growing list of things to do in an amazingly shorter amount of time. Doesn’t it?