“GET UP HERE RIGHT NOW!!!”
I was screaming and physically shaking at the same time; my anger was just about to boil over.
Earlier in the day I had asked my daughter to clean up her room. We couldn’t see the floor because of all the books, papers, and discarded outfits lying on it, and I don’t know how she found a spot on her bed to lie down at night. Every square inch was covered with something.
I had had enough of the mess and ordered her to clean up her room. Immediately. She cheerfully agreed and promised me the job would be completed by the end of the day.
Later that afternoon I walked upstairs to find a clean room indeed. Not a trace of paper. Bed neatly made. Clothes put away.
Or so I thought, until I opened the door to the adjoining bathroom and began opening cupboards. The scene sent me right over the edge. . . .
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