I know on Sunday that the playroom was immaculate, the art space was pristine and the kitchen was devoid of clutter.
Granted that happens rarely in our house but it was definitely evident on Sunday.
By 8am on Monday morning however the art space was covered with stuff dumped on the way past by heading to school children, you know the kind of things, the notices that should have been handed over last Thursday!!! Homework – not done, because despite me asking three times and looking at the child with the disbelieving face she still insisted that she had no homework. Oh and a basketball…. still not sure how that fits into the picture.
By 9am Monday having delivered school child to school, kindy child to kindy and also accepting delivery of child to be in care for day (and having been out of the house for a while), the devastation that was wrought upon the playroom can only be described as of explosive proportions and yet I ask, when were they home long enough to even play?? Something along the lines of oh maybe a claymore mine which scatters shrapnel to the four corners of the near vicinity.
Teddy bears, soft toys of all descriptions evacuated from their comfy spot beside the couch where I swear they had been neatly (but not obsessively) placed. In fact if you were to squint just a little and maybe use some imagination you could almost imagine that the stuffed furred friends were the arbitrators of the mayhem, so far flung and strewn are they.
The vehicles (anything with wheels, or not with wheels depending on its current state of demolition), formerly in a box, with a label nonetheless, are now transporting animals, barbie dolls, teddy’s and an oversized buzzy bee pull along toy.
This is just a tiny portion of what I faced on Monday morning, and I do know that when I went to bed on Sunday night the floors were vacuumed and the toys were put away.
Then I checked my mail box, and what did I find, No not a toy, something slightly more intimidating. A letter from my rental agent informing me of the impending house inspection on Thursday of this week no less.
You already know that if the playroom which is 5m x 4m looks like that then its contents have found their way around other parts of the house!!!!
Perhaps it is time to rehome my children and tidy up like a mad thing whilst leaving said children rehomed. Don’t take it the wrong way, I’ll have them back, but only after the inspection is over and we are safely approved to continue living in our home.