Yesterday I put away the laundry, started some more, vacuumed and washed the hall, stairs, kitchen, and DR floors and wiped the worst spots in the bathroom. Did the dishes that I've been neglecting for a few days...

The floor washing was prompted by someone knocking on the door earlier in the day. I suspected it was a neighbor dropping off cookies -- and I was right. He knocked again just as I finished.

This is so awful, to not even want to open the door because the house is so disgusting. It's not just the mess - it's the general state of things. It's a 100 year old house that needs some work.