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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2017 14:09:38 GMT
Today I cleaned my bedroom, including disassembling the venetian blinds and washing them in the bathtub, washing the windows which I absolutely never use due to the venetian blinds (and no, I almost never open them because my bedroom is on the noisy traffic corner of the building), vacuuming and turning over the mattress and then vacuuming the other side, too, taking the duvet to the laundromat to wash it in one of the jumbo machines, along with sheets and a blanket. I dusted the shelves and even dusted the top of one of the bookcases which is only 2cm from the ceiling so nobody would ever know. I took apart the reading lamp and washed it (glass) in the kitchen sink and even wiped the lightbulb. I hoovered the rare open floor spaces because even though I sleep in my bedroom, it probably functions even more as a storeroom, so all of that looks like shit until I finally do something about all of the cases and boxes some day. Then I pooped out and had a drink. I am hoping that the house elves will take pity on me and make my bed sometime before tonight.
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Post by mossie on Apr 13, 2017 14:52:17 GMT
Do as I do, and have a lady come in for a couple of hours a week to shove the vacuum around, otherwise things keep fairly clean as long as you don't disturb them too much.
I bought a sign reading "Happy as a pig in shit", but son No2 threw a wobbly when I suggested putting it up by the front door.
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Post by onlyMark on Apr 13, 2017 15:34:04 GMT
“There is no need to do any housework at all. After the first four years the dirt doesn't get any worse.”
Quentin Crisp.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 13, 2017 16:31:07 GMT
I always think of that quote when I find something particularly filthy in my flat.
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Post by mickthecactus on Apr 13, 2017 17:19:29 GMT
Not those old porn mags you keep under the bed?
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