I should be cleaning house

We're leaving in a few days for Florida which means I really should be cleaning house and attempting to get our laundry room under control, but I just can't bring myself to do it. I'm taking the kids to the GrandPinkie's today to swim, so perhaps I'll tackle the laundry when I get home. Yes, that's it. Right. Uh-huh.
PDaddy left really early this morning for a school shoot (note, not a school shooting, you can turn off CNN if you just turned it on.) This eve he has another shoot, so I guess he's back in business and able to tote the camera and equipment with his bum shoulder. At his one week post op visit, the doc was amazed how well the bone was fusing (that's a fancy doctor term right there, thank you) and at his range of motion vs. lack of pain meds. He said PDaddy was healing faster than he ever expected, so I guess I don't have to pop his bike tires just yet.
I promised the kids we would swing in to the Donut Palace on our way to PGrandma's house, so I better go see if the little curtain climbers have their beds made and more on their bodies than just underwear. And in Sam's case, I need to make sure those underwear are not on his head.