H.e.l.p. M.e.

This has been a really annoying week. I've struggled all week to get the house prepared for house-guests (my parents). My housekeeping tends to deteriorate during colds and flu, so the house is rather ... scary. I was going to do it Wednesday, but then I still felt a little sick AND had Awanas. I was going to do it yesterday, but somehow my husband sucked up the morning/afternoon and the boys had swim-lessons last night. I was going to do it today, but the neighbor's little kids showed up at my house and were here for what seems like all day.

So. My house is TOTALLY trashed, and my parents arrive in 18 hours. Somehow I need to fit in some sleep and about 6 hours at Food Redistribution tomorrow morning. My mind has practically shut-down with panic. Maybe I'll just tackle one room at a time ... maybe I'll clean all the floors and then all the tables and then ... maybe I'll burn down the house ... maybe ... maybe ... maybe ...

I know for sure that I won't be blogging anymore until the middle of next week.

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