Cleaning or Not

We spend Sunday mornings cleaning up from the past 6 days. Every week I look around the house and say "Now we just need to keep it this way during the week." Never happens, which means Sunday mornings are a whirlwind of cleaning and laundry. Having Penelope "help out" has made this even more interesting. I'm not a very good multi-tasker so if I get distracted things can get a little chaotic. Such as when I brought up the clean sheets to put on the bed...for some reason there were these 2 bowls drying on the bed.
I don't even remember why I came in the bedroom...probably to stop Cece from barking at the window or Penelope from banging on it.

Chris often goes grocery shopping on Sundays. On this particular morning he had swept all the wood floors before heading to the store.
I made the mistake of handing Penelope the entire goldfish box.
Then she wanted to see the photo and crunched a dozen goldfish under her knees. So much for those swept floors.
But thank goodness for Cece! This is one of the top reasons I will always have a dog in my life! She slurped up all the crumbs before Chris got home. Hmmm...maybe I need to follow that with a floor washing. Does dog drool hurt 90 year old wood floors?