This is dinner time.
Some times I think “if I didn’t have to work all day, my house would be so much cleaner!” Then, this reality check hits me. This is what happens when we’ve been home for 20 minutes. If I were home 8 hours a day, how much worse would it be??? Ok, the dishes in the sink, the laundry piles in the washroom, all that hoopla was there before we got home, but whatevs. You get it. If I didn’t have to spend so much time cleaning up after reheating leftovers cooking dinner, maybe I’d have the energy time to focus on the laundry. I know you could say “he made the mess, let him pick it up!” But I do. And normally, he’s great for about 3 items. He says “pick up” and puts 3 items away, then everything derails and he finds something in the drawer he’s putting things away in, to take back out. It’s our cycle.
So without fail, I spend post bedtime cleaning the one room in the house I can control (the kitchen) and then I think about folding more laundry, but rarely get to it.
Speaking of airing my dirty laundry, look at this pile of awesome:
I walked away for 3 minutes… I swear, sometimes having two pugs and a toddler, really means I just have 3 toddlers.
Hi! My name is Stephanie. I'm married to a great guy named Grant and am mom to two beautiful little boys, Remington and Desmond, and two pugs, Stella and Cioppino. We live in Los Angeles, and my husband has recently transitioned from full-time touring musician, to law student. I work full-time to support us, while also taking care of our sons as if it were the only thing in the world that mattered, because really, it is.
Being Mrs. Arnow 
I have 3 teen boys and I’m a stay home mom and believe me my house is not always clean so don’t feel bad. kids will be kids, and they get older and guess what? don’t change much lol sorry to tell ya hun 🙂 You work and come home and still do all that, good for you you’re doing great.
Wait I didn’t realize you lived in my house. I probably just haven’t seen you because you’re underneath the pile of laundry on my couch.
I’m heeeeere!!!! Underneath the doooogggg!!!
Oh, I thought you might be in the closet with the vacuum cleaner. I never go in there.
Vacuum? What is that? It sounds like a vaguely familiar term, but I’m not sure I know what it actually is…