I've been productive so far today. I vacuumed up dust bunnies from the entire ground floor, mopped most of it (will finish soon), dusted the whole ground floor, made the breakfast and lunch, handled dishes, made both beds upstairs, and completed some miscellaneous business on my computer. Hubby vacuumed the rugs. I told him that I'd like to order dinner in so I don't overdo things. Luckily one bedroom upstairs is "reasonable looking", but Hubby's office room is a catastrophe area, save the bed. The ground floor bedroom is still a storage area, but that will need to change before our bedroom suite comes. The main inspiration for all of the cleaning was that our landlady showed up unexpected last night. We didn't invite her in. I told Hubby not to because of all of the messes. Luckily she came with her dog, so that made it easier to keep the conversation outside. I could blame Hubby or all of the mess, but he rightly reminds me that he's the one doing a number of the projects that inspire the mess.

I finally responded to a couple emails I had been putting off. My mood has made some things difficult to answer.

We had a couple cleaning women come a couple weeks back when the house needed its first main cleaning, but they were too expensive. Plus, I think they swiped something, albeit small. Hubby wants to hire some young college student, but I rather wish we could try keeping the house up ourselves. For years we were incapable, but I think once we finally make order it would be possible again. I sort of want to do it.