You know, no matter how hard to try and keep a house clean, it never stays that way if you have kids. I have been picking up and picking up all day, and every time I turn around, its a mess again. I've come to the conclusion that if a house is to stay clean, it must be uninhabited. I really wish I had a micro-cassette recorder to narrate my thoughts into and re-type them again when I have time to blog. I'm asking for one for my birthday, if I can wait that long. Oh well, its about time for work, my moms late (again). its 3:07 and she's not here yet. Hope I don't have to run astra tonight, it kills my back. :P