Motivated

I was shocked and slightly appalled last night when David informed me that some dude was coming over to appraise our house this morning at eleven. Not like it was a wreck or anything, but ya, it was messy. What is up with men not understanding that women don't like others to see a messy house?
Fortunately, I work best under pressure, so the house was ship-shape in under an hour. yay.

Woo. He needs to get our house appraised once a week.