this house is gross!

why didn't I notice that the house was in shambles until Saturday?  Maybe because this is the first full day that Joe (my husband) will be home.  All of a sudden everything is YUCK.  The mirrors need to be wiped down.  The fridge looks like a crime scene.  The counter top is crowded with tuperware that was washed and dried but never put away.  The living room floor in peppered with magazines, old mail and stray shoes.  So I made a list and asked that he go through a handle the things on it...and instead, he made an omelet and went to the gym.  Clearly today will be a lesson in releasing control.  I want to get out of this bed and just windex until my arm is tired!