I haven’t been able to set up my classroom prior to the start of school, due to circumstances beyond my control. My mom has just moved into a lovely, clean, well-maintained condo. What do these two events have in common? Well, oddly enough, they’ve combined to make me want to clean my house.
So today I got busy.
I vacuumed. I do not like vacuuming. I try to cajole DD into doing it, and although she did do it out of the goodness of her heart last week, she usually weasels out of it. But today, she was at work, so if it was going to get done, I was going to have to do it. So I did. But I forgot to do the basement TV room.
I finally washed the damn kitchen floor. And all the stairs. I have been putting this off for months, but when DD actually noticed how dirty the floor was and mentioned something about it needing a wash, I realized that I would have to quit whining and just do it. And it wasn’t so bad. But I’m not doing it again till next summer. It’s just not a priority. Till my feet start sticking to the floor.
I took down my curtains and washed them. That is definitely unusual behaviour around here. They probably didn’t really need it, since I think I might have washed them sometime last winter. Or the winter before that.
I also wiped down the mini-blinds in my bedroom as best I could. I never do a really good job, but they were filthy, since the window has been open all summer. Again, this is one of those jobs that I hate, so I avoid doing it. And I only did the mini-blinds in my bedroom. Because I’m thinking of getting new ones with wider slats anyway. For three years I’ve been thinking about it.
I did three loads of laundry. DD often does this, but I actually don’t mind doing laundry. What I mind is folding the clean, dry laundry and putting it away. How can two females generate so bloody much laundry anyway?? I just DID laundry a couple of days ago! I need a laundry fairy. Or more clothes.
I washed dishes. I know, I know – I have a dishwasher, but this was plastic containers and frying pans and stuff that I don’t put in the dishwasher. It’s been accumulating for a while. I’ll just leave it at that. A while.
I scrubbed three bathrooms. Usually DD does her own bathroom, but hey, I was on a roll. But I skipped cleaning the mirrors. I am awful at cleaning mirrors. I have been known to leave them streakier and spottier than when I started. It doesn’t seem to matter what product I use, either. I just cannot get the hang of it. Darn. And I really want to clean mirrors. Very badly want. Oh, double darn.
DD will be home soon. I’ll get her to finish up the dusting because I’m tired now. I’ve worked very hard. There’s vodka in the freezer and cranberry juice in the fridge. It’s time to reward myself.