Saturday, April 4, 2009
It's all in how you look at it . . .
The bathroom. That one room that defies all attempts to keep clean, organized and actually able to see the floor. I'm not sure why everyone seems to think the the bathroom floor makes the perfect laundry hamper, towel storage and toy box. I can have the floor free of all detritus and magically newspapers, magazines, dirty underwear, jeans, t-shirts, towels and toys will reappear by morning.
I go in and pick everything up of a morning and do a quick clean, which usually means Lysol wipes. Hey, it works and gives me peace of mind. I only do a deep clean . . . maybe once a week. If it looks visibly soiled and the wipes aren't enough. Which is usually fairly often. So out come the rags and Lysol bathroom cleaner. Don't say anything but I get a bit buzzed off the fumes cleaning the bathroom. Makes the chore go by quicker when you are spaced out and I still manage to get the bathroom clean.
At least my son is now potty trained. Although he likes to run out in the yard and pee everywhere. Sometimes I wonder what the neighbors must think seeing him run outside, pants around his ankles trying to pee on bees. Then I just shrug and go back to breastfeeding my five month old.
Next . . . privacy.
Friday, April 3, 2009
Don't get me wrong . . . I did try.
So, how often have you set about cleaning your house only to think to yourself. 'This is pointless. It will never end. The house spontaneously generates new messes on it's own.' At least it seems that way if you have children or a spouse or pets or actually live in your house. So I gave up. Who cares if the trash can is free of stains or if the towels are perfect squares? Does it really matter if I fold up the underwear?
I did load and run the dishwasher, throw on a load of clothes and swept the kitchen. It looks . . . better if not perfect. There is still a pile of laundry sitting in one of the chairs in the living room, but I just don't really care. Everyone just digs through it to find their stuff anyway. What is the point of folding it and putting it away. No one ever brings their dirty laundry to me so why should I take clean laundry to them?
At least everyone has clean clothes and dishes.
Next project. The bathroom.
I did load and run the dishwasher, throw on a load of clothes and swept the kitchen. It looks . . . better if not perfect. There is still a pile of laundry sitting in one of the chairs in the living room, but I just don't really care. Everyone just digs through it to find their stuff anyway. What is the point of folding it and putting it away. No one ever brings their dirty laundry to me so why should I take clean laundry to them?
At least everyone has clean clothes and dishes.
Next project. The bathroom.
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