A Snowball in July

No, I am not in the mountains nor do I live in the Antarctic. It is actually almost 100 degrees outside (much hotter than Gudrun's 21 c)!! The snowball I am referring to happened in my house! It all started with this room.This was the plan for today. Clean the powder bathroom and do 2 loads of laundry. The rest of the day was mine. Well I wiped down the bathroom and got a bucket of soapy water for the floor. It is a tiny floor, so my hands and knees are just as quick as a mop. I got all the way out to the entryway of the bathroom and noticed that the wood trim going along the hallway looked awfully dusty up close. Hmmmm, I better wipe that down. While I am doing that I notice what appears to be ketchup or tomato sauce splatters at the base of the wall. How in the world did that get there?? It is no where near the kitchen. Now I wash the walls. The hardwood floor appears not as clean now that all the woodwork is shining. Pull out the mop and bucket. The throw rugs probably could use a wash too. MORE laundry. As I am doing laundry little Zachary brings his full clothes hamper to me and says "here ya go Mom!" I am just getting ready to put the table and chairs back on the hardwood, but wait a minute....the bases are awfully dirty looking. How did they get like that??! More Murphy's oil in the bucket! And whoa! How did that sliding glass door get so dirty? There are handprints of every size on there, and is that a nose print? Better grab the glass cleaner on the way back through. As I walk through the kitchen to fill the bucket I take a good look there as well. Not too bad, but the floor starts calling my name. Oh well, I already have the mop and bucket in hand. So far 2 loads of laundry has become 6 and one clean powder room has become an entire main level of clean. It does smell good in here AND it is amazing that when I pull out dust rags, buckets and mops all the kids tend to stay clear. No complaints regarding "she won't play with me" or "he keeps touching me". So much for a day of rest. I hope I don't sound like I am complaining. I love to care for my home, and cleaning and organizing go with the territory. It is surprising how the plan to care for one little room, that was actually not bad at all, could turn into a full days work!! I am afraid to go upstairs. Snowball!!