My lord, girlfriend, nc:  I'm about to set a live-trap for you and bring you to my house for a week.  I'll provide all of the cleaning tools you could ever desire.  I have a hoppin' new steam vac that would really turn your crank, and I'd be happy to let you break it in.  BWA HA HA HA HA    I could reeeeeeeaaaaally use the help tonight!  Mission Impossible is nearing a close.  I've gotten alot of email from Flylady and, gee, she recommends doing a lot of common sense stuff that I've just let myself get lazy and not do.  I haven't done everything she's suggested that I do today since I only just joined last week, but she has put gas on the flame underneath my bunsen burner, so to speak.  Now double checking for my golden lariat and adjusting my bustier (you know, the French word), I've got to get back on my invisible plane and back to the front!  Hasta la vista "bay-bee!"