My House Is A Ginormous Hogstye

It's been a rough week for me, what with being sick earlier and some other stuff I'd rather not get into.  I haven't been super motivated to do much.  Last week my house was fairly clean, not spotless because that's not how I roll, but I wouldn't have been embarrassed if someone dropped by.  Flash forward a week and it seriously looks like we are living in an episode of Hoarders.  I don't understand how it can fall apart so quickly and thoroughly.  The kid's bathroom smells like pee, my room is drowning in a mountain of laundry, my stupid cat won't quit barfing everywhere and don't get me started on the dishes.  It's almost to the point where it's too discouraging to start.  But I know come Saturday my head will have officially exploded and I'll get it all cleaned up just to start the cycle over again.  I'm just grateful I have a husband that is willing to help me, even if he doesn't fold the towels right.