The day of reckoning for dear daughter's room happened this past weekend. She went away for the weekend to spend time with Grandma (Painter). This left me free to attack her room without the bothersome "need somewhere to sleep" issue.

At the end of the weekend, I had collected 4 bags of trash, washed 5 loads of laundry (Yes, all from her room), folded sorted, organized, vacuumed and arranged her room. It looks pretty cute! I was so excited for her to come home and see it.

She walked in and said, "Oh! You DID clean my room. Grandma said you might." A while later, she exclaimed, "You put down my pink rug!!"

Mission accomplished.