My poor kitchen

Thank goodness my kitchen has two doors that shut! Otherwise, I would have to constantly look at the mess in there and feel guilty that I have been too lazy to clean it. But, I simply shut the door, and I no longer feel bad about taking a much wanted siesta on the couch while my little one is sleeping.

It is not that I don't want to be the type of person whose kitchen seems to always have a just scrubbed gleam about it, it's just that my nature won't permit it. I have tried and tried to change - and I'll do good for a few days. Once, I think, I went a whole week where I kept it clean all the time, but it didn't last.

And I really do want to be one of those people who can keep their kitchen clean all the time - if I was, my husband and I would never fight! Never. My housekeeping is the only thing that we ever argue about - and it is not really an argument because I agree with him (I just do it in a way that lets me yell back).

You know it is bad when you unload the dishwasher, reload it, and still have two sides of your sink full of dishes, and no spoons clean.

Oh well, I guess that I will just have to keep trying to do better.....by the way, does anyone know what that smell is?