You know what bugs me??
When I do dishes for .. lets say, three hours. Everything is clean. Sparkling, even.
I make supper. We eat, and rush out the door.
The next day, I wake up to a messy kitchen. But wait! I can't clean it, since we're heading out the door yet again. And even though I know it needs to be cleaned... the baby needs to be fed, kids bathed/brushed/dressed, because we're leaving again. So, I rush out the door and tell myself I'll get to it later.
After about the fourth meal, I don't have a clean pot left, and the kitchen is a disaster again. *Sigh*
And the worst part is?
I wasn't even home to enjoy it when it was clean.
I hate weeks like that.