If I ever doubt again, here's the proof:
I really can have a clean kitchen*, and clean floors (mopped, even!) in the middle of the day. Though this phenomenon will only last until dinnertime, it's a beautiful sight, and I just had to take a picture.
So, yes, Virginia, there is a clean kitchen at Nat's house presently, though this happens probably only once a year, like Santa's visit.
*Disclaimer: The term "kitchen" in this instance does not include the windows and sliding glass doors, as they always have smears, smudges, and little hand prints all over them. It also does not include the "desk" area, as this is usually cluttered with homework, and currently home of the once again keyless laptop.