I’m going to sleep. This year can’t end soon enough. Wake me up in 2012.

10 minutes later: Ok, I take that back. There is NO WAY I’m going to start a new year with a house this messy or an attitude this bad. I better get to work.

40 minutes later: Dishwasher is running, living room and diningroom are clean, kids are still awake but behaving surprisingly well. Back to work.