Walking Backwards

So here is my day so far:

I found out last night that my in-laws are going to be staying with us this weekend for Nico's birthday party, so today I started cleaning like mad. Most of the morning was just picking up through the first layer of clutter we have accumulated around the house. I then decided to stop messing around and hit the biggest problem area of the whole house; my brother's bathroom. Normally it is Travis' responsibility to clean his own bathroom, but with my in-laws poised to use it, I thought it might be best if I checked out what needed to be done. I could not have prepared myself for the shock that I received. Apparently, while Travis cleaned the rest of his bathroom, hidden behind his shower curtain was a tub that hasn't been cleaned in months. It was layers and layers of smelly grossness. I cannot describe it. Ugh, somehow the soapscum had turned orange and the drain was so clogged that I had to take it apart to remove all of the nasty hair out of it. I freaked and spent about 45 minutes bleaching it and scrubbing it and pouring Drain-O down it. That wasn't enough, the mildew on the caulking was so pervasive that after repeated scrubbings it was still horribly black. So I grabbed my screwdriver and started to remove all of the caulking, intending to go to the hardware store later to get some silicone replacement for it. Then Joe called. He asked what I was doing and I explained that since Nicholas was a sleep I was cleaning Travis' bathroom and that I had decided to replace the caulk strip. Joe then asked why I had decided to do this one day before my family arrives in town and I have other, more pressing tasks to attend to. I am going to have a very difficult time remaining married to my husband if he continues to put things into perspective for me and thereby making me realize that I am acting like a crazy person.