Kitchen Disaster: Tackled!
I rarely go to bed without all my dishes being done, and the kitchen being relatively clean. Nothing makes me more cranky than waking up to a complete disaster mess. No matter what I do, at that point, I feel like I’m playing “catch-up” for the rest of the day.
However, crazy times, call for crazy behaviors..right?
It all started on Friday, when I remembered last minute that I needed to make a breakfast casserole to take to a church function. They were going to refrigerate it, and bake it Saturday morning. I decided that I also needed to make some muffins
, you know, just in case they needed
them. I cleaned up for the most part, thinking that I would do the final touches when we returned home. Not so. We returned home after 10, andI was ready to call it a night.
Saturday morning, my daughter had her last soccer game and had to be at the field at 9:30.
The kids ate breakfast, dressed and we left. We returned home at 11:30
, I made a quick lunch and we left again at 1 to go to the corn maze
in a neighboring town. Came home at about 3.
Made Snickerdoodle Blondies
for Bible study and we left at 6
. Returned back home at about 10.
There was little cleaning in there.
Sunday morning, I popped a breakfast casserole in the oven, and realized the counter was almost non-existent. Everyone awoke, ate breakfast, and we left
. Returned around noon and I made a big lunch
since we would be gone to a marriage class during dinner hours. As soon as lunch was finished (roughly 1pm) , I had to get started on making snacks for our class, since it was my week. My husband had requested I make certain things
, having no real idea how long those things would take. Nor realizing just how little time we had, or the current state of my kitchen. I made Pickle Wraps
(2.5 pickle jars worth), Brownie Cheescake Bites, and Tri-Color Bread Braid.
Did I mention I had to run to town to get cream cheese and pickles? I was finally done at about 4:10, and we left here at about 4:20 and we returned home at 7:30
. Just plain exhausted
Having said all that, please understand why my kitchen looked like this. I can’t even believe I’m showing you all this. However, I am all about keeping it real. I had just started cleaning, when I decided to snap a picture, which is why the dishwasher is open.
I’m hanging my head in shame. That.Is.Bad!
Thankfully, as I wind down for the night, getting ready to check my 4 year old’s temp for the 50th time today, I know for certain–that is not the sight I will see first thing in the morning. I won’t have to fight for counterspace to make my coffee. Instead I will revel in the cleanliness that is my kitchen. And pray, that no matter how busy I get, it will never look that bad again!
This post is linked to Tackle it Tuesday.