Monday, October 5, 2009
Yesterday I asked for an itemized list of your cleaning trials and tribulations. Ever the A+ student, Bethany completed her assignment, and I hope more of you will do so.
--I like Thursdays because I am done with teaching for the week and the next four days feel wide open. I love Fridays because I love to start the weekend with a clean house.
--I hate dishes. The only way for me to deal with this is to keep up with them which I HATE. I don't like folding laundry, but I deal with this by storing everything in organized bins. I hate mopping, but we have a scooba, so I can't complain too much about this one.
--If we owned fewer dishes and clothes
--I like the clorox green works cleaning line, soft scrub's new scrubby pads, kirkland detergents, and blue scotchgard sponges.
--Is there a magic subtance that would make things sparkle? No? Okay then. I would like to find a hardwood cleaner that truly works. Ditto tub cleaner.
--If I start my day right (i.e. not at the computer), that is the key to everything for me. However, I do some of my best cleaning late at night, but I need a major motivation (visitors) to do it.
--I like it to *look* clean and be organized. Deep clean just isn't on my radar right now, but it does feel awesome when it happens.
--I think we could get rid of 50% of the stuff in this house and never look back. I think we could get rid of 60% and truly improve the quality of our lives by inviting better karma in. However, I am cursed with a packrat spouse, a toddler, and limited time for purging.
--The lists remind of chores that I never think of--wiping baseboards, dusting, etc. But, most days, I'm still struggling with basics.
--Kitchen is clean, dinner is planned, rest of house is passable. Had preschool this morning and teaching tonight so it's a win.
-Thursday does seem like an ideal day to be done with major commitments. Lucky bitch.
-Why must everyone loathe dishes so? What did they ever do to you? (Okay okay, except pile up and crust over and commandeer the kitchen and generally ruin your life.) But if you do them as you go, it's nothing, and so much less time than once they've become a THING. Can we revisit the idea of trying this? Mathematically, it's the least time spent. I love that your coping skill is to do them Bethany, lol.
-And laundry--what's to hate?Throw your shit in to some soapy water and let the sucker agitate while you do Sudoku or whatever. Rotate. Fold. Put away. It's not like we're talking washboards of yore ladies. Bethany I must know more about this bin method. Are they folded or crumpled when they go in? If you say the latter I will be forced to slit my throat.
-Mopping too huh? Why are you so hateful? And wtf is a Scooba? Is it the cousin of a Rumba/Roomba (sp?)?
-Owning less of is a dream, and something with which I can help you, because I am unsentimental bitch, not about my own things, just about yours, and I will throw away your grandmother's china to make your life easier. It's brilliant that you recognize excess as a source of your stress. (ooh ooh let me help!)
-I don't care for the Clorox green products meself, and stand by my use of all the most eco-hating abrasives. Although, in cleaning Marionette's house recently, I became a born-again vinegar appreciator, thought that pungent easter smell gets old right quick.
-Sparkle? That only happens in your mind, save for bleached sinks and polished chrome. And in movies. All purpose? Abrasive = Soft Scrub with lemon, non-abrasive = Lemon Scented Lysol. Wood cleaner...Murphy's Oil? And for the tub, I've said it before, AJAX baby!
-Visitors you say? On my way...I get the nighttime second wind thing, but I am not a computer lingerer so you get no sympathy there.
-Holy shit you want to get rid of 50-60% of your shit? That's awesome. Don'tinvite karma in, it doesn't have arms, invite Moxie in.
-Surface clean is brilliant and I'm glad the blog reminds you of lesser-known chores to hate.
Thank you my prized pupil. The rest of you, follow suit. This was really helpful to me.
Also do the basics. Our old washer and dryer are on the porch so I will be forced to sit out there playing the banjo until they leave.
Come on guys.