Because Jenna didn't believe me....

So, every morning, I clean the apartment. Depending on how long May sleeps, this can be anything from a cursory straightening of the living room to a complete once-over of the whole place, including mopping the floors in the kitchen and library. But usually I get at least the living room picked up.

When Jenna arrived yesterday at 10 a.m., May had bee up for about two hours. I said to Jenna as she came up, "Please forgive the living room. It was pristine this morning." Upon being created with the chaos that is my living room before Starbucks, she acknowledged some skeptisicm of my (admittedly highly dubious sounding) claim.

So this morning, I took a picture or two at 7:23. This is the snap of the bookcase. My camera didn't do a good job on the rest of the room, but please know that there was nothing on the floor but furniture. Here:

May woke up at 7:30. (Early-ish.) I took this picture about an hour later: (Forgive the skew and the blur.)

So there.

And, because everyone is complaining about a dearth of photos, here are some more: