day 21: a clean kitchen and empty trash cans

When we first moved into this house, I set a goal to only go to bed with a clean kitchen. 

No dirty dishes in the sink. 

I was pretty successful until September 19. That's when Peter was born. I pretty much don't have any cleaning goals anymore. 

Survival is a success these days.

Last night we went to bed with with a dirty kitchen. 

Nothing new.

But this morning I awoke to

 a running dishwasher,

 cleaned counters, 

emptied trash cans 

and a husband who was especially perky for having gotten just a few hours of sleep.

What a wonderful way to start out the day!

Can't wait to see what I wake up to tomorrow morning.
Hope you don't disappoint, babe.