Tidy up

My new post-bedtime ritual (kids' bedtime, obviously, not mine!) is to tidy up the kitchen. It's like a post-pregnancy nesting instinct. Either that or just survival. I think with two kids now, the place just turns into a mess every single day with less time to tidy up along the way. So unless I do it at night, the next morning will start off on the wrong foot and stay that way until the following night when I can tidy up again. Our neighbors dropped off dinner tonight while I was walking Tobey on the sidewalk. They just came inside our house which is fine with me, except that when I looked around, I realized how disasterous our place looked. At least it kind of validated our need for a meal!

Kind of funny to think how in the early days of our marriage Tom and I would discuss how he likes having the dishes done right away and I could leave them for a day or two. Now no such thing.