Oldest Boy and some friends went to Busch Gardens yesterday. They had planned this out during the week, figuring out who would drive, etc...celebrating the end of their senior year.
Now I know that Oldest Boy told me they would all be meeting up here at our house yesterday morning, and I kind of did a quick run around the house, picking up used sippy cups, making sure Baby Boy didn't ditch his dirty underwear in the foyer (don't laugh, he's done that!). I figured it would be fine, they were just going to pull up, maybe chat me up at the front door, everyone check for sunscreen, and leave.
I ran to the store after I dropped off Little Boy at school...and returned home to find them all still here, sitting on the couch, playing video games. "Okay, still okay, I think all the bedroom doors are shut, no one sees the messes....they should be leaving any minute now..."
I was in the kitchen putting some things away when I noticed one of the girls had gone missing...my brain screams:
"Omg, is she using the boy's bathroom?!" "Please tell me she isn't using the boy's bathroom!"
As soon as she came around the corner, I knew...she had just visited the cursed "boy's bathroom". *sigh* I said "I'm so sorry you had to use that bathroom! I haven't been in to clean it yet!" "It's okay", she said...and yet had that dazed look about her, like someone who witnessed a train wreck or just stumbled across a dead body.
I went into that bathroom as soon as they left, and seriously, I wanted to weep. I have WALKED OUT of gas station restrooms that were cleaner than this!!! There were dirty handprints on all the white drawers, toothpaste hardened all over the sink and counter, one ratty towel dangling from the towel bar and...
OMG!! did someone wipe their butt with the throw rug when they ran out of toilet paper????!!!!!
I feel like I should wear a sign around my neck everyday of my life...most of the time it would say "I'm really an organized and sane person, I swear." But for a special occasion such as yesterday's, maybe it should say "I DO clean my house, please believe me!"