A (Literal) Breath of Fresh Air

Ah, how nice it is to come home to a clean house, day after day! Never before have we been so motivated to keep our home clean. I love it! However, I'm not sure how long we can sustain this unnatural state. Gianni is already starting to slip with regards to the small details. I have decided that he has a "cleaning disability." I honestly think he doesn't see some of the mess. Then again, he is so smart that he's probably just tricking me.