Stronger than you know.
I was having a pretty good Saturday until about, oh 45 minutes ago.
I've accomplished quite a bit, though I didn't get done some of the things I was planning on - such as getting a haircut and making it our to Target. Instead, I spent about an hour and a half at the gym - running and lifting weights. Then I came back, vacuumed, cleaned our animal hair-covered rugs, and started working on the black hole that is our office. I made a nice dent in it.
Now, looking at it, I just feel like I made things worse. I'm certainly not a clean freak, but I'm really sick of feeling like no matter what I do, it never gets clean in here.