The one where she cleans.

Mopping the floor in the kitchen, particularly one as small as mine should take ten minutes tops.

Unless... I realize that there are a few spots that a mop can't handle. Fossilized pudding, for example.

SO... I decide that the floor really could use a good hand washing. Which is going to take a little longer than ten minutes, but not more than half an hour.

Unless... I see that the floor boards are a little dusty. I can't leave the floor boards dusty when the floor is going to be sparkly clean.

SO... I work diligently on the floor boards (or floor molding, or whatever you call them). It should only add a few more minutes on. Hey, I'm committed at this point.

Unless... I notice that there are spots on the walls. And look... there's a spaghettio with a splatter of tomato sauce. Stuck to the damn wall.

SO... Committed to having a clean kitchen floor, I scrub the walls. This is clearly going to take longer than I had planned, but being committed (I'm going to have a clean floor dammit!) it doesn't matter how long it's going to take. It certainly wont take more than a few hours. Right? RIGHT????

Unless... Hey... what's that spot on the cabinet?

Fast forward three hours.

Clean cabinets. Sparkling walls. Gleaming white floor boards. Spotless counter top, windows, window sills, even the ceiling fan was clean. Oh. And I organized his junk drawer, eliminating half the crap that had accumulated in it.

Okay, So what about the floor... You know. The floor? The floor I had originally wanted to clean?

One third of it is pristine. Two thirds are spot cleaned and mopped, but could definitely use some attention. And what about that god awful butchers block cart? That could use some help too...