Full Steam Ahead

Tonight, after over a month, I decided to mop the floor.

I had actually decided to mop the floor last week, when my chair rolled on to something but it wouldn't roll off. 

Somehow, I managed to ignore it.

I also noticed what looked like a grease spot under my kitchen table.  But we have laminate floors.

Somehow, I managed to ignore it.

I sweep regularly, and I swept (and swept) a spot near my Littlest Girl's chair.  It was directly under the place where this happens, so I didn't want to get too close.

Somehow, I managed to ignore it.

But tonight, when one of the girls dropped something, 

and I wanted to claim the Five Second Rule, 

I couldn't ignore it anymore.

Even five seconds is too long when the floor is as dirty as mine.

So in the name of the Five Second Rule.  

And my desire to keep the tradition alive.  

I mopped.