I usually have Saturdays off. And, I usually try to make sure the house is beautiful and clean for Saturdays. The last thing I want to do on my day off is spend half the day cleaning the house. But today, this is what I woke up to. The house was already not very tidy - and that was just as much my fault as Freddy's. However, the certain explosion that took place in the living room was not my fault at all. A certain someone was trying to find a certain small card this morning before leaving to go rowing... needless to say I didn't wake up to a beautiful clean house this Saturday, but I'm working on it.