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{March 12, 2013}   Finding the Past in Cleaning

I feel like today has been a very productive day. After living in our apartment for 3 years(how time flows!), our bedroom’s walk in closet hadn’t really been organized or cleaned since we moved in. It seemed like I had to wade through a huge mess of clothes and coat hangers to get to the very back and our “walk in” closet was more of a “wade in” the clothes closet! I had been considering doing something with for forever and today, I had the perfect opportunity. My mom is talking about doing a garage sale soon and due to my weight loss, I have clothes that swallow me plus I’ve had clothes in my closet that I just don’t really care for me anymore that I’ve been wanting to do something with as well. So it started with going through my side of the closet, pulling clothes I wanted to get rid of, and boxing them up. As I did this, I was able to slide my clothes further back and create more hanging space on my side of the closet. Then I emptied the underwear drawers, getting rid of any “delicate” pieces I could no longer wear(mainly bras) and got those re-organized. Lastly, I picked up all clothes from the floor, separated them as needed and found about a million coat hangers that had fallen to the floor! Geez! Now our closet IS a walk-in closet again! 🙂

While cleaning up, I found clothes that had fallen off hangers and hidden themselves under the rack. Clothes I forgot I had and was excited to see again. My husband was surprised to see an old shirt he had thought he lost and we found several clothing items of his that were way too small for him now that also went to the garage sale boxes. When all was said and done, I had 2 big boxes for the garage sale. It’s interesting how you always find things from the past when you clean, things that bring back memories, some good and some not so good.

Going along with the theme, I was shocked to see a friend request on FB today from someone from my past. Someone I thought I would never hear from again and I was honestly ok with that. Back when I was 16 years old and new to the Internet, I ended up in a chat room where I found a guy who lived in England. We talked and talked and when all was said and done, we had a long distance relationship for a couple of years. I was young, very naive and in love. When the chance to go on a Missions Trip to Wales, UK came up, I signed up to go NOT for the Missions aspect but because I thought I would have a chance to meet the guy I was so in love with. A few months before the trip, he dumped me and shattered my world. I remember feeling like he wasn’t really sorry for hurting me and I suffered a young girl’s heartbreak. It was too late to back out of the trip and not lose all the money, so I went and I don’t regret it one bit. I admit there was a few moments where I thought of him on the trip and it hurt knowing I wouldn’t be seeing him but I believe now it was all meant to be for me to go on that trip and I am so grateful for the experience.

I never expected to have a friend request almost 13 years later from him, though. According to his profile, he is married and it looks like he has some kids. I am happy for that but I admit curiosity to why he felt the need to reintroduce himself to me. If you’re curious, I haven’t accepted the request. In fact, I’m going to deny it. I plan to leave him a message asking WHY he felt the need to send me a friend request though and then I will let him know that the past is the past, I’m married too now and I don’t want to think on the past. Besides, befriending him now would be uncomfortable for my husband and it’s not worth it to do that. I don’t know if others would agree with my outlook but I feel like it’s right for me. Sometimes people don’t make it to your future because they are meant to stay in the past. Finding things in our closet I forgot about was a welcome sight but finding old loves…..not so welcome.

*If you haven’t read about my Missions Trip before and are interested, click for part 1, part 2, and part 3 and here for photos!. 🙂

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{December 12, 2011}   Mirthful Monday-Cleaning Edition

I’m in Super Maid Cleaning Mode this week so I need all the laughter and cheer I can get…and why not share it with all of you? This week’s dose of joy is dedicated to Cleaning! 🙂

Signs I need to Own for my Kitchen:

1. Kitchen closed – – this chick has had it!
2. Martha Stewart doesn’t live here!!
3. I’m creative; you can’t expect me to be neat too!<——Exactly!
4. So this isn’t Home Sweet Home… Adjust!
5. Ring Bell for Maid Service…If no answer do it yourself!
6. I clean house every other day…. Today is the other day!
7. If you write in the dust, please don’t date it!
8. I would cook dinner but I can’t find the can opener!
9. My house was clean last week, too bad you missed it!
10. A clean kitchen is the sign of a wasted life.

Good Housekeeping Tip:

Always keep several get well cards on the mantel…..

So if unexpected guests arrive, they will think you’ve been sick and unable to
clean.

*****

Is  housework and chores keeping you away from the internet?  Here are some sure fire short cuts that will have you back online in no time!

1)Simply close the lid of the toilet. Close the shower door or curtain. For the illusion of a freshly cleaned bath, pour some Lysol in the trash can. That should hold you until you finally get someone to empty the trash.

2)Laundry ?  Find a good place to hide it! Turn your clothes inside out and they will last another week.  For odors……spray with cologne.  If you absolutely need to do it, like you have no underwear (heck who needs underwear), wash them then stick them in the dryer. When it is time to fold them, DON’T!  Just run the dryer to get out the wrinkles when you need new clothes

3)Call up a salesman for a vacuuming demonstration. Have him show you how the vacuum works in all parts of the house. Insist that even though the carpet looks the same, it really is different in all parts of the house.  Some valuable tips for success: Don’t always call same company, keep a chart and rotate.  If there are any stubborn spots that require scrubbing recruit the cat. You may have to add some tuna water to spot in order to insure a thorough job.

4)If it doesn’t come off in the dishwasher, call grandpa to come help.  He’s always willing to do anything for you. For really stubborn crud, just throw the dish out and start fresh. An even better idea, use paper plates, plastic utensils, paper napkins, etc. Write everyone’s name on the plate or cup so they can use it over n’ over n’ over.

5)Mowing problems solved!  Raise goats for some extra income. Set them loose in the yard and they will keep the grass trimmed nice and neat. Plus they’ll eat any of the debris that gets in the yard. Sell them in the winter, then you can start with a new bunch in the spring

*****

Smith goes to see his supervisor in the front office. “Boss,” he says, “we’re doing some heavy house-cleaning at home tomorrow, and my wife needs me to help with the attic and the garage, moving and hauling stuff.”

“We’re short-handed, Smith” the boss replies. “I can’t give you the day off.”

“Thanks, boss,” says Smith “I knew I could count on you!”

*****

Q: Why don’t men do laundry?

A: Cause the washer and dryer don’t run on remote control!

Sign in a Laundromat over the washers:

PLEASE REMOVE ALL YOUR CLOTHES WHEN THE LIGHT GOES OUT

*****

It’s Not the Detergent That Gets You

A young boy, about eight years old, was at the corner “Mom & Pop” grocery picking out a pretty good size box of laundry detergent.

The grocer walked over, and, trying to be friendly, asked the boy if he had a lot of laundry to do.

“Oh, no laundry,” the boy said, “I’m going to wash my frog.”

“But you shouldn’t use this to wash your frog. It’s very powerful and if you wash your frog in this, he’ll get sick. In fact, it might even kill him.”

But the boy was not to be stopped and carried the detergent to the counter and paid for it, even as the grocer still tried to talk him out of washing his frog.

About a week later the boy was back in the store to buy some candy. The grocer asked the boy how his frog was doing.

“Oh, he died,” the boy said.

The grocer, trying not to be an I-told-you-so, said he was sorry the frog died but added, “I tried to tell you not to use that detergent on your frog.”

“Well,” the boy replied, “I don’t think it was the detergent that killed him.”

“Oh? What was it then?”

“I think it was the spin cycle!”

*****

And, for a last laugh 🙂

10 Rules Of Housecleaning


1. Don’t vacuum too often— it weakens the carpet fibers. Say this with a serious face, and shudder delicately whenever anyone mentions Carpet Fresh.2. If disturbed, dust bunnies cannot evolve into dust rhinos. Rename the area under the couch “The Galapagos Islands,” and claim an ecological exemption.3. Layers of dirty film on windows and screens provide a helpful filter against harmful and aging rays from the sun. Call it an SPF factor of 5, and leave it alone.

4. Cobwebs artfully draped over lampshades reduce the glare from the bulb, thereby creating a romantic atmosphere. If your husband points out that the light fixtures need dusting, simply look affronted and exclaim, “What? And spoil the mood?”

5. In a pinch, you can always claim that the haphazard tower of unread magazines and newspapers next to your chair provides the valuable Feng Shui aspect of a tiger, thereby reducing your vulnerability. Roll your eyes when you say this.

6. Explain away the mound of pet hair brushed up against the doorways by claiming you are collecting it there to use for stuffing hand-sewn play animals for underprivileged children.

7. If unexpected company is coming, pile everything unsightly into one room and close the door. As you show your guests through your tidy home, rattle the door knob vigorously, fake a growl and say, “I’d love you to see our Den, but Fluffy hates to be disturbed, and the shots are SO expensive.”

8. If dusting is REALLY out of control, simply place a showy urn on the coffee table and insist that “THIS is where Grandma wanted us to scatter her ashes.”

9. Don’t bother repainting. Simply scribble lightly over a dirty wall with an assortment of crayons, and try to muster a glint of tears as you say, “Junior did this the week before that unspeakable accident. I haven’t had the heart to clean it.”

10. Mix one-quarter cup pine-scented household cleaner with four cups of water in a spray bottle. Mist the air lightly. Leave dampened rags in conspicuous locations. Develop an exhausted look, throw yourself onto the couch, and sigh, “I clean and I clean, and I still don’t get anywhere.”

Hey, it’s better than actually CLEANING!



{December 11, 2011}   I’m Ready for Christmas….or not!

I’m down to 13 days left on my countdown to family coming in for the holidays….I am so excited and ready to see them! I just need to hire me a maid to clean my apartment first. How can an apartment get so messy?! I don’t even have kids yet and I can still feel the stress of the holidays settling in….

Whoever came up with Spring Cleaning was smart, but they failed to get me into the craze. Spring came and went without the cleaning…..then there was Summer and where the heck did Fall go? I think it literally fell through the cracks…Now it’s Winter and uh, my “equal opportunity” mess(as I like to call it) is staring me in the face and taunting me! Looks like I’m going to have to do a heavy duty Winter Cleaning. Well…I still have 13 days, right? Uh….Why doesn’t that sound like plenty of time when I sit here and think about it?

I have finished the Christmas shopping. I have even done all the Christmas wrapping. Decorating? Not so much. In fact, I was thinking I might skip it. Then I decided the other day I MAY do some after all….after the Winter Cleaning. The shopping and wrapping seem a cinch compared to the thought of all the cleaning and decorating though…..This next week is going to be one LONG week.

So here’s my important list for this week……Blog daily. Finish my guest post for a fellow blogger(which I still have to start). Take wrapped gifts for my side of the family over to my Nanny’s. Clean every single room of the apartment by the weekend AND vacuum so my father-in-law can shampoo the carpets this weekend. Organize the den closet so I can reach the Christmas decorations. Decorate the house for Christmas. Find some time to read so I don’t go insane…along with finding time to eat and sleep. Then when it’s all finished, take a HUGE nap! 🙂

I think I can do this…..I think I can…I think I can…..Keep Repeating like in those Thomas the Tank Engine books!

*If all else fails…At least I know I can manage the napping! ;)*



{August 9, 2011}   Cleaning Fairies Wanted!

If you’re one of the unfortunate people who can’t afford a maid, cleaning is something you HAVE to do. It’s true that more men pitch in with this task nowadays, but some women are still left with most of this burden. In my household, I am primarily in charge of cleaning and I admit that if I was graded on my skills as a cleaning woman, I would not have graduated cleaning school. I hate cleaning and it’s probably the thing I procrastinate on more than anything else. Which is probably also the reason I always have decided to work on my procrastination in other areas first, such as in writing or blogging.

I find myself dreaming of a cleaning fairy or a maid that will work for peanuts….literally. I know I’m not alone in this, either. Many of my married friends, especially the ones with kids, are forever wishing for a maid to wash their clothes, dishes, floors,etc. I would like a do it all maid…..

It’s not that it’s as difficult as I make it, either. If I would simply just do a room a day or a little a day, it would be manageable. With my magnificent procrastinating skills, I always find other things to work on first and then the task becomes overwhelming and scary….especially when you have the piles of clothes in the corner that you just KNOW are harboring a snake. How the snake actually could have got in my house is irrelevant….it’s just the fact that the pile represents this feeling of mystery and fear. Eventually, it gets too much to bear and I have to start cleaning away at the mess and then of course, I end up physically exhausted. Why do I do this to myself?

I know what you’re probably thinking, especially those of you who are reading and have the same problem as me. Why would you ever out yourself for procrastinating on cleaning? Well…because I’m honest, maybe TOO honest, but hey, that’s me!

For now, I have found myself in need of doing laundry and other tasks around the house before I leave for a weekend of me and my mom visiting family in Austin. I’m leaving the husband behind at the house, which is just the 3rd time I have done so since we have been married. I know I’m going to miss him but even more so, I am worried about what the house will look like when I return. Leaving a 28 year old man home alone over the weekend can be a scary thought, believe me. I may return to an even bigger mess to clean up next week!



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