After I finished grading my students' work, I sent an email to a friend of mine asking about a curriculum for a three-year-old.
Finally I made it to the kitchen only to discover the cupboard doors hanging open a jar of peanut butter out, crumbs on the counter, used dishes tossed into the sink, and a dirty glass on the sideboard. I went through, shutting (OK a bit loudly) the cupboards, dropping the knife into the sink, and wiping the counters.
Going into the bathroom, I noticed that the toilet had not been cleaned(with two guys in the house, it is very hard to keep clean), so I grabbed the cleaner, the scrub brush and began cleaning.
Meanwhile Angelo, hearing the clattering and murmering got up (probably out of guilt) to help clean.
So, what were you doing at 12:30 in the morning?
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