Olof’s got a new toy–he bought Helena’s desktop computer from her–so I expect I won’t be getting much quality time with him this weekend.  We’ve made big plans to clean up our downstairs living room and put the rest of the downstairs in order, but already I’m doubting whether those plans will come to fruition.  Unfortunately, the place has gotten to such a state that it’s simply not possible for me to clean it on my own (at least not as long as I’ve got little ones underfoot undoing everything I manage to get done).  If only I could afford a maid …