Kitchen Disaster: Tackled!

I rarely go to bed without all my dishes being done, and the kitchen being relatively clean. Nothing makes me more cranky than waking up to a complete disaster mess. No matter what I do, at that point, I feel like I'm playing "catch-up" for the rest of the day.

However, crazy times, call for crazy behaviors..right?

It all started on Friday, when I remembered last minute that I needed to make a breakfast casserole to take to a church function. They were going to refrigerate it, and bake it Saturday morning. I decided that I also needed to make some muffins, you know, just in case they needed them. I cleaned up for the most part, thinking that I would do the final touches when we returned home. Not so. We returned home after 10, andI was ready to call it a night.

Saturday morning, my daughter had her last soccer game and had to be at the field at 9:30. The kids ate breakfast, dressed and we left. We returned home at 11:30, I made a quick lunch and we left again at 1 to go to the corn maze in a neighboring town. Came home at about 3. Made Snickerdoodle Blondies for Bible study and we left at 6. Returned back home at about 10. There was little cleaning in there.

Sunday morning, I popped a breakfast casserole in the oven, and realized the counter was almost non-existent. Everyone awoke, ate breakfast, and we left. Returned around noon and I made a big lunch since we would be gone to a marriage class during dinner hours. As soon as lunch was finished (roughly 1pm) , I had to get started on making snacks for our class, since it was my week. My husband had requested I make certain things, having no real idea how long those things would take. Nor realizing just how little time we had, or the current state of my kitchen. I made Pickle Wraps (2.5 pickle jars worth), Brownie Cheescake Bites, and Tri-Color Bread Braid. Did I mention I had to run to town to get cream cheese and pickles? I was finally done at about 4:10, and we left here at about 4:20 and we returned home at 7:30. Just plain exhausted!

Having said all that, please understand why my kitchen looked like this. I can't even believe I'm showing you all this. However, I am all about keeping it real. I had just started cleaning, when I decided to snap a picture, which is why the dishwasher is open.

I'm hanging my head in shame. That.Is.Bad!

Thankfully, as I wind down for the night, getting ready to check my 4 year old's temp for the 50th time today, I know for certain--that is not the sight I will see first thing in the morning. I won't have to fight for counterspace to make my coffee. Instead I will revel in the cleanliness that is my kitchen. And pray, that no matter how busy I get, it will never look that bad again!

This post is linked to Tackle it Tuesday.