And now, we've reached acceptance.

As I mentioned a few days ago my house is a train wreck.  The only thing I've managed do get done around here is litter boxes & dishes...both of which seem to regenerate overnight.  Sigh.

I can't seem to get motivated to do a ton of cleaning in the morning because I don't want to overdo it before I go to work.  My job is very physically demanding, & it would not be good for me to be run down by the time I start.  So I try to do light housework before I go (dishes, cooking, etc).

I tell myself that when I get home at night, I'll straighten up quickly & it will be taken care of.  As you might imagine, that has not been happening.  When I get home my ass gets planted in it's favorite spot while I catch up on what's been DVR'd for the night.

I've been telling myself all week that DJ is having company on Thursday, so I'll just need to be cleaned up by then.  Well, it's Thursday.  The cleaning didn't happen last night.  And I'll let you in on a little secret - it ain't happening anymore today.  I don't have time for it I've got daytime TV to watch.