Disinfecting the Past

Way back when I had more children than the sky has clouds.  I remember thinking that no matter how hard I tried my house was never clean.  Between animals and the shit-ton of diapers I was dealing with daily; my house always smelled like urine, vomit, stinky feet, and sour milk.  Mixed with bleach and other essential oils, and an incense burner or two because I'm classy like that.