So Loki, how's the catering going?
I found I couldn't vacuum upstairs yesterday as it's knee deep in DD's fucking detritus. Again.
This morning I have unfucked the following
Scoured the house for socks, not something I normally do but needed enough to make it worth running the washing machine.
Washed socks and undies
Dishy emtpied and reloaded with hob rack things.
Hob thoroughly cleaned and degreased
Caught up on MN and eaten a fried egg in toast for brekkies
Later I need to unfuck getting 5 cacti over to a friend's, handwash my delicates, stitch a few buttons on and do a meal plan for next week.
Disclaimer, detritus may not actually knee deep, and it's 95% DD1's. DD2 is still a neat freak, but she's not 13 yet, there's still time for her to metemorphosise in a Kevlara.