A teenager and her messy room

I didn't make it into church yesterday because of my pain. After Mike and Sandy left I went back to bed. As I was walking past Sandy's room I couldn't help but notice how messy it was. Books on the floor, pieces of paper scattered everywhere, clothes that she was not wearing under her sheet (Sandy's equivalent of making her bed) and worse of all batteries on the floor where kittys can swallow them. So after dinner I told her that she needed to go back and clean her room. I also told her that I found batteries on the floor. Her response was "They are probably dead anyway". And I came back with "I'm sure the cats will appreciate that when they swallow them and they have to have emergency surgery". I also told her not to ask for batteries for anything for awhile. She stomps off in a huff. Fast forward to this morning. I check her room and I find that her version of cleaning her room was to stick everything that was on the floor on her night tables or computer desk. There was still paper all over the floor, CD cases on the floor, two coats that could be hung up tossed on top on her spare bins and her garrison cap toss into one of her spare bins. She also, in flagrant disregard to house rules, did not fold and put her clean laundry away. Not acceptable! Soo Mike and I have decided that when she comes home from school she will spend the time until dinner cleaning her room yet again and when she has it cleaned to HER satisfaction she will notify us and stand at attention at the foot of her bed. Just like she will have to do during inspection when she goes into the Air Force. Then the two DS (drill sargents, us) will go into her room and inspect it to OUR satisfaction. I have no doubt that the two opinions will not meet. Should prove to be an interesting evening to say the least.