And the day before.
And the day prior to that.
It was the reason why I drove the entire family crazy for at least a week.
And when my husband pointed out that I was drinking a bottle of expired orange smoothie, I knew I had gone a bit crazy too.
But when it came down to it.
It was no big deal.
Answer a few questions.
Tour the house.
Pray the kids didn't say anything like, "Wow, Mom! It's so clean in here!"
Collapse into the nearest chair in relief.
Take the kids out to celebrate with frozen yogurt.
Today, I wander aimlessly throughout my immaculate house wondering what to do with myself.
Our Latvian kids come in NINE days.