Motivation

So my neighbor texted me tonight and asked to come over.  In my "get the kids to bed mode" I just quickly wrote back to come on over.  Then I looked at the kitchen and immediately felt embarrassed. So Sandy started on the kids and I quickly sprung into action and made those immediate decisions like in a triage emergency room: clear off table, take out recycling, sweep, put dishes away, check vitals.  I kept going and going with a new burst of energy and purpose. Now the kitchen looks great, but she never showed. So I looked back at the text and it actually read "tomorrow afternoon" not tonight. Well, it just so happens I have a piece of leftover cake to eat in my clean kitchen. Lucky me.