I scrubbed my living room from top to bottom and I so pleased with the effect.  It's too bad that five minutes later the dog was running through it with muddy feet, my husband was complaining about dinner being late, and then today, my husband the the boys drug out the legos and completely messed it up.  Oh yeah, now I remember why I don't bother cleaning.

Here are the before and after pics.  My frontroom normally isn't this filled with laundry, but because I was cleaning the front yard, I was only able to wash the clothes, not fold them.  I do get piles of laundry in there, but never this many. 

After: