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Alright... so with all of my good energy, I cleaned the kicthen. I filled the dishwasher, cleaned all of the left over dishes and pot out and putt hem away, washed out the sink and shined it, washed off the counter-tops, wiped down the stove, threw out all laying-around pieces of garbage, cleared off the kitchen table and chairs,(putting away about six coats, putting a bunch of left over newspapers in the recycling bin, gathering my sister's school texts and putting them in her bag, then putting the bag with her other school things, wiping down the table, and making a centerpiece with fruit in it, I also took out the garbage and put all of the mail in the mail corner.
How much of this was mine? Well... Last night I cleaned the kitchen to this point, but left out my sister's lids to her take-out. I then went to bed, woke up, went to school, from there I went to Ry's, her mom brought us to curling, and I got home from curling around 6. The kitchen was once again full of junk... (this is where you read the top of this entry)
Alright... moving back to continue with the first story... I just did all of that (non of the mess being mine...), and went upstairs to clean my room a bit, and take a shower. I came downstairs (about... three hours later?) and guess what?! That's right! Cookies and crumbs left out on the counter, the milk left out, the sugar (which just goes on the counter about 3 meters away), two glasses, two spoons, one extra plate with crumbs, a tea pot, a tea bag wrapper, and on the table... a bottle of Gatorade which I put away in teh fridge earlier.
I just wanted the kitchen to look nice when my mom got home... I thought it would be a nice gesture to my family and the house... but of corse, I am the only one in the house with any respect. This is the kind of thing that my family loses respect from me for... but let's say... it was out of decency.
Oh well... too bad.
I would still like it to be clean for my mom, so I'm going to go do it all again... then stay up untill she gets home, cleaning every mess made untill then. ...I'm kidding, but it probably is the smartest plan.
How much of this was mine? Well... Last night I cleaned the kitchen to this point, but left out my sister's lids to her take-out. I then went to bed, woke up, went to school, from there I went to Ry's, her mom brought us to curling, and I got home from curling around 6. The kitchen was once again full of junk... (this is where you read the top of this entry)
Alright... moving back to continue with the first story... I just did all of that (non of the mess being mine...), and went upstairs to clean my room a bit, and take a shower. I came downstairs (about... three hours later?) and guess what?! That's right! Cookies and crumbs left out on the counter, the milk left out, the sugar (which just goes on the counter about 3 meters away), two glasses, two spoons, one extra plate with crumbs, a tea pot, a tea bag wrapper, and on the table... a bottle of Gatorade which I put away in teh fridge earlier.
I just wanted the kitchen to look nice when my mom got home... I thought it would be a nice gesture to my family and the house... but of corse, I am the only one in the house with any respect. This is the kind of thing that my family loses respect from me for... but let's say... it was out of decency.
Oh well... too bad.
I would still like it to be clean for my mom, so I'm going to go do it all again... then stay up untill she gets home, cleaning every mess made untill then. ...I'm kidding, but it probably is the smartest plan.