Another interruption...

Another interruption for another cleaning.

Dear visitor! Why don't we just stay in the living room. I'll get a glass of tea for you. I'll throw that used tissue away for you. I'll do anything to avoid you going in my kitchen.

Why, you ask?

You see, its my kitchen. 

Its suffering from dirtiness.

Serious dirtiness.

Shouldn't someone be watching that baby?

That's just embarrassing. 

And yes, I know, the toddler is way to old to be taking a bottle. 

Don't judge me.

Hey Mr Bounds - how bout a little less praying and a little more helping me clean this kitchen.

And stop getting left around places.

Ah....the pantry.

See I have this friend who is uber organized. Its a thing of beauty. She came over to my kitchen and helped me organize my kitchen. It helped a bunch but then I let it get a little (a lotta?) out of control.

So lets get to cleaning:

You again?! Go hit the showers.

Thirty minutes later:

Look! Clean counters with nothing in the sink. 

Well, except a baby.

Clean table.

Clean desk area.

And lets just shut the pantry door.....

Wait!

 I mean, lets just say I cleaned the pantry but forgot to take a picture. 

Yep, sounds good. 

So I cleaned the pantry and forgot to take a picture.