This is what my kitchen looks like after a good day of homeschooling.
At 8 p.m., there are still traces of breakfast, lunch and dinner on the counter. The kids are in bed, but their stuff still litters every available surface. Someone left their shirt in the middle of the floor. The hubby and I will spend the next hour getting this place in clean, working order.
And then the kids and I will destroy it all again tomorrow.