I'll be honest - I had to Google it - then I was slightly offended but mostly laughed out loud because it is so true - so I decided I had better clean!
Why are there 2 boxes of shot gun shells by the coffee maker?
Why is there a rusty railroad spike on the kitchen counter?
Why after Chris brought his new glove in the house that the dog chewed up and he rubbed in my face didn't he throw it away, why did he put it on the Hoosier kitchen to just sit?
Why is there a burnt up plow point on the floor?
Why did the middle child text me from the bus upset with me that the sweatshirt she pulled out of the dirty laundry smelled like hogs?
Why does the boy feel the need to eat his cereal every morning out of a serving bowl? There may not always be clean cups but there are clean bowls!
Why do I always go in the basement at the beginning of October and bring up the box of Halloween decorations only to have to turn around and take it back down to the basement at the beginning of November untouched?
Why are there 12 pairs of shoes in my kitchen, each of which has at least one kind of manure on them and some have both kinds (cattle and hog)?
Why, why why do I have to clean all this up?