i don't know what happened to me this morning, but i woke up and got the girls ready for school, just like any other day. when my "5 minutes til we need to leave for the bus" alarm went off, we scrambled to get the finishing touches on nani's hair and oral hygiene completed before my "we have to leave right now or we will miss the bus" alarm went off.
as we crammed our feet into our shoes and head out the front door, in our haste, we practically trip over our vacuum, which is sitting just outside our front door on the porch. hmmm?? oh yeah, our neighbors must have returned it last night.
nani off to school and lala waiting to be picked up, i start to get this urge to actually use the vacuum. once lala is off to school i run upstairs to get the baby out of her crib (thankfully, she is not sopping wet). while i feed her breakfast, i look down at the wood floors beneath us and i have a strong urge to sweep and mop. huh?? where are all of these urges coming from??!! this is so not like me!
breakfast completed, i clean up our dishes and while putting them into the dishwasher i look at the counter tops and i have an overwhelming need to scour them! what???
not wanting to have everything clean, but the bathroom i tackle that, as well! notice i wrote "bathroom", not "bathrooms". that's because there is only one bathroom on our first floor.
apparently, my urge has been satisfied with just the downstairs!
phew! glad i got that out of my system! maybe if the urge strikes again the upstairs might get clean, too!