To clean or not to clean

This is where my poor little monkey had to take his nap today ( an over sized bean bag ),

BECAUSE...

This is what the entrance to our room looked like

And this....

And this.....

Is what the inside of our room looked like.

Do you ever get overly ambitious about the size of project you can accomplish in a short amount of time ?

Today I made an attempt to clean under our bed. Our bed frame is such that you basically have to disassemble the entire thing in order to move it or clean it. I certainly filled my strength training quota for the day and made some disgusting and fascinating discoveries.

Under the bed was a sea of paper, fleecy sheets, crayons, markers, half eaten lollipops, sucked on jelly beans, chewed gum, and of course a swarm of dust balls. After repeatedly telling myself that I will no longer allow the children in my room, I made a glorious find. Tucked, or more appropriately wedged under the far corner of one bed frame leg was a shimmering silver. Hooray I thought. I'm not only cleaning but I'm going to find enough change to pick me up a junior bacon cheeseburger for lunch. But it was much better. Lying there for the last several months were the keys for the back door.

You see, we had a new patio door installed downstairs, It was great because, my thoughts were, we could come home from a walk, park the jogging stroller in the back and unlock the back door. Not to be. The keys quickly went missing and were never able to be used. A simple thing I know. But to someone who has been looking for those darn keys for months,it was a joyous discovery.