Every dish and utensil - every bowl, spoon, mug, pot lid, and cookie sheet - in my entire house, is clean.
Okay, except for the coffee mug I'm currently drinking out of and some leftovers-holding Tupperware in the fridge.
Typically, my kitchen only looks like this one day a year - on Thanksgiving morning before my in-laws show up. It's exciting and soothing at the same time.
I don't hold out much hope that it will last, but I'm going to try. And I'm going to enjoy it for as long as it does.
Update: I just sat down in the living room and spotted this:
How? Why? When??? When I talk about selective vision, this is exactly what I mean.