Inspectors. Yikes!

On Saturday we came home from visiting with the young missionaries.  There was an envelope taped to our front door.  (Well, only door actually since we don't have a back door...unless you count the sliding door to the "porch".  That is not a door we can exit the apartment from, though.  Unless we have no thought for life or limb....)

In this envelope was a notice that bank inspectors  and the apartment complex staff were going to come inspect our apartment today.  Yikes!  So on Saturday we did a bunch of extra picking up/cleaning up, but there are "pockets" of cleaning still needing to be done.

This is just one of them:

After

Before

Now to get to the kitchen!  And the dining room!  And the knitting chair!  And the......you get the picture.  And only one hour to get it done, so I will stop writing.

Do you think I can "do it"?  And better yet, do it, and keep it done?!  That is what I would like to do,  change the inner vessel so this never comes up again.

No, you are right:  not likely, but hope does spring eternal...!

Here is the kitchen/dining room as we left it:

Not great, but oh so much better than it was yesterday....