Well, I've discovered the upside of avoiding my Skids like they were carrying the Hanta virus: my house should be pretty much spotless by the time the three-day weekend is over. Already I've brushed out both of the coat-blowing dogs, filed the chihuahua's nails (this takes about 15-20 minutes, depending), and done the dishes (which pile up in the sink when the skids are not here). I'm about to clean the bathroom (with a Q-tip, if possible, so it'll take extra long), and the house is getting swept/vacuumed/mopped from the aforementioned dogs getting the house filthy from playing in the rain. I'll probably end up dusting everything, cleaning the microwave/oven/stove (which aren't bad, but it's an excuse), maybe organize my shoes, and all of this with my iPod firmly planted in my ears so I can't hear their shrill, pre-pubescent voices. Like the Pythons say, always look on the bright side of life.