Finally. The rooms are both fairly messy, but so much better. There is a huge pile of rubbish out the front of the house waiting to go to the rubbish dump.
I've been feeling so close to giving in all day, feeling like sobriety sucks etc,etc. But I wonder if most of it was just hating the chaos upstairs. I just couldn't sleep last night because my bedroom was full of cr&p, smelt of paint.
Things are better now. My oldest daughter is tidying up upstairs - sometimes kids surprise you with how sweet they can be, and how they can save you from yourself.