I cleaned my house today. I am feeling rather smug about it and yes, I did buy myself a treat (spicy ahi poke). You may be thinking “Well, what is the big deal about cleaning house?”. The big deal is that I really, really hate to clean, so rarely do. Oh, I run a broom around once in a while, or blow on the dust to move it. Deep-cleaning, however, is just not one of those things I do often. Or well.
I know, on a blog about “most things domestic,” you’d expect a little more about how to keep the dang house clean. Well, you won’t find much of that here – but when I do clean you’re going to get a lot of (unnecessary) fuss about it.
Because company is coming, cleaning was absolutely necessary. It was going fairly well until I sucked up a rock in the vacuum cleaner, thereby causing it to seize up and smell very hot. It’s a good thing Mr. L really enjoys taking apart the vacuum cleaner. I don’t have any idea why there was a small rock under his grandmother’s Victorian Monstrosity table. I redeemed myself by finding one of his missing slippers under the bed, where it was completely covered by dust bunnies. Well, no wonder we couldn’t see it.
Pictured above (next to some of Mr. L’s beautiful tile work) is my favorite new cleaning product. I am not being paid to promote it (but feel free, Lysol folks). This stuff WORKS. I think if you used enough of it, the offending object would just disappear. Hey! Didn’t there used to be a shower curtain, here? Sure, I could use some scrubbing-type potion to remove grime, but why, if only my trigger finger is needed?
The dust buffalos having been corralled, I believe it is time for a beer and a nap. Oh, and here is former neighbor Shirley’s window-cleaning recipe:
To a bucket, pour in three drops of Dawn detergent. Add a ¼ cup of vinegar and a squeeze of lemon. Fill with warm water.
Shirley was given this recipe by an actual window-cleaner. I think it works really nicely. You know, of course, that if you use newspaper to dry your windows, they will be streak-free. Happy cleaning, if you must.
I know, on a blog about “most things domestic,” you’d expect a little more about how to keep the dang house clean. Well, you won’t find much of that here – but when I do clean you’re going to get a lot of (unnecessary) fuss about it.
Because company is coming, cleaning was absolutely necessary. It was going fairly well until I sucked up a rock in the vacuum cleaner, thereby causing it to seize up and smell very hot. It’s a good thing Mr. L really enjoys taking apart the vacuum cleaner. I don’t have any idea why there was a small rock under his grandmother’s Victorian Monstrosity table. I redeemed myself by finding one of his missing slippers under the bed, where it was completely covered by dust bunnies. Well, no wonder we couldn’t see it.
Pictured above (next to some of Mr. L’s beautiful tile work) is my favorite new cleaning product. I am not being paid to promote it (but feel free, Lysol folks). This stuff WORKS. I think if you used enough of it, the offending object would just disappear. Hey! Didn’t there used to be a shower curtain, here? Sure, I could use some scrubbing-type potion to remove grime, but why, if only my trigger finger is needed?
The dust buffalos having been corralled, I believe it is time for a beer and a nap. Oh, and here is former neighbor Shirley’s window-cleaning recipe:
To a bucket, pour in three drops of Dawn detergent. Add a ¼ cup of vinegar and a squeeze of lemon. Fill with warm water.
Shirley was given this recipe by an actual window-cleaner. I think it works really nicely. You know, of course, that if you use newspaper to dry your windows, they will be streak-free. Happy cleaning, if you must.
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