I cleaned up the kitchen on a whim, straightened, scrubbed, and swept; it was spotless! I had four days of bliss, four days of unhindered, unconditional happiness, and I basked in it. Each day was filled with love again for having a home by keeping it clean. you looked for me to post this. The children simply wouldn’t have it, as they tore through the house throwing toys left and right. Cleaning behind them again and again, the house started feeling stuffy. To many toys, to many. . . Forks?