I literally just spent the last 30 minutes freaking out over a smear on my dishwasher.

Like almost had a breakdown.

I got all sweaty (think beady upper lip sweat- uh- yuck) and shaky and teary-

over my freaking smeary dishwasher.

In fact- I just got up from my chair in order to “check on it.”

Check on it.

My smeary dishwasher.

And do you know why I’m all bent out of shape about a smear on my dishwasher (and bedroom that needs dusting, and floors that need cleaned, and window that needs washed...)?

Because my in-laws are coming to stay with us this weekend, my friends.

That’s right.

They’re coming to stay with us- in our “perfect” house that is never dirty and never ever has a smeary dishwasher.

Smeary dishwasher- Ha! I laugh at you!

Okay, so I realize I’ve only written like 6 sentences, but it’s taken me a full hour to write those 6 sentences because

I’ve.been.obsessing.about.how.to.clean.my.dishwasher.

and I got it fixed.

So all is well and better in my life now.

The dishwasher is fine and beautiful and sparkly. In fact, I think I may get ready in front of it tomorrow morning.

I would tell you what my secret was- but that would mean I would have to admit I had a smeared dishwasher, and we all know full well that I would never have such a thing in my house- my perfect, dustless, shiny house, right?

All I have to say is: Home and Garden TV

(As you can see, I’m getting into Fake House Mode)

I can almost guarantee I will have something blogable to share (um- walking with shoes on the carpet comes to mind. I would link you to where I freak out on everyone that does such a thing- but then I realized I had 2 goofy videos included in that post, and well, I just don’t feel like looking like an idiot today- you know, as opposed to every other day...).

I have so much more to cover- but it’s late, and perfect houses don’t clean themselves! So- I must get my rest.

More to come- you can count on it.