On Housecleaning.

Now that the real estate market has gone completely soft, it seemed like a good time to try to sell our house (_not_). Fortunately, I am frequently distracted from my panic by having to clean our house -- a house with two young children and their sprawling detritus -- any time an agent phones up to show the place. As I plow our worldly goods into the nearest closet, I am reminded of this old New Yorker cartoon: an oldy (I should say a moldy), but a goody, which also invokes this site's mission statement. Experiencing CHAOS (Can't Have Anyone Over Syndrome)? Don't clean! Compost!