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Too Clean for Comfort

I bet you never thought I would say those words. After all, how can anything be too clean? 
Well, I once knew a nurse that suffered terribly at home because she worked long hours in a sterile environment. She became sensitive to everything in the air. 
Not that my house is a sterile environment. But after cashing in on a Groupon for 60% off of a total house cleaning,  it is as close to immaculate as possible. With 5 kids away at summer camp, and Uncle Nick recuperating in a skilled nursing facility, the house is actually staying spic and span. 
Fewer people= lighter meals, less laundry, less traffic, and cleaner floors. 
And since it is summer, we are spending more time at the pool, so even the boys are cleaner. 
I LOVE A CLEAN HOUSE! 
So much so that my Dear Husband said he never saw anyone get such a charge over cleaning. 
Not cleaning, my Dear, but having it cleaned
That is the part that I love (especially when it can be done on this frugal budget). But even I have to admit, after weeks of enjoying the pristine kitchen, it was beginning to feel a bit like Stepford around here. I miss the excitement of  a busy kitchen and everyone talking at once at the dinner table. I miss my kids.  So the two youngest boys and I decided to mix it up a bit. 
We messed up every counter in the kitchen
 to mix up a feast fit for Cookie Monster.


  What else was there to do on such a soggy day?
Goodbye, clean kitchen.
 Goodbye, low carb diet. 
Hello memories that two boys will always have, 
of the summer when they were the oldest.

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