Post Operation Blues...What a Mess!

I have been lying here now for three weeks on the sofa with my leg up in the air with this stupid Aircast boot. Dreaming about my housewife delima and getting a KitchenAid mixer to cook up a whole verity of home baking produce.  Leaving my husband (who works 9-1 on the road, then 2-5 works from home) and teenage daughter to run the home.

Well I don't want to sound ungrateful, even though it will come across that way anyway.  But!  I took a walk around the bungalow today on my crutches and I could have cried =/.  I am a house proud lady, so even seeing one thing dirty upsets me.

In a 5 minute walk this is what I found:

Curry in my brand new Tupperware containers that I have not yet even used!

My Brabantia filthy.

You can't really see this well on the photograph, but yes that is dried dog wee =/ (we have an 8 week old puppy who is learning).

My store cupboard.

Jazz's school room.

My daughter's bedside table.

I really need to get back on my feet and put this home back in order, either that or get the cleaner back in here.  I'm getting really frustrated now, I feel like I have been given this chance to try out my housewifing and yet here I am stuck on the sofa =/.