For some reason, I have the spring itch. Obviously, it's the weather, but another part is my house.
After being couped up in here for nights on end I began to notice the little things. Cobwebs, dust, dirty curtains and carpets. Closets that need cleaning and straightening, furniture to be pulled out and vacuumed behind. It is like an endless adventure, and today it begins.
I have curtains in the wash, three bedrooms are done and now I am working into the major living areas. Items are being sent to the purple heart, items that a certain nameless person *clears throat* Dave will never miss. He is like a closet junk collector. Not that I mean he doesn't want anyone to know in the closet, but literally, in the closet. His side is like a reunion of his younger years. Boxes piled high full of crap that gets pulled out once a year to clean behind. Now, don't get me wrong, there are things in there that are very sentimental, but when he starts creeping over to my very small side something needs to be done. My sweaters are screaming for space.
So now, I must leave you. I am heading back into the trenches that we call home. And it will be clean. If its the last thing I do. Today, anyway, 'cause there is no way I am wasting my ENTIRE weekend on this crap.
Tomorrow I'm in the trenches.
Or rather, I'm sending the kids in with the heavy artillery as I play commander in chief and supervise.
Hey, it's a tough job but someone has to do it.
Wink.
Posted by: Redneck Mommy | 25 January 2009 at 02:14 AM
Really, the dirt isn't so bad after a while. We hardly notice it anymore.
Posted by: debbie | 24 January 2009 at 10:47 PM
When you're finished, feel free to come to my house.
Or --- just visit my site. You're in the spotlight today at this link:
http://momstop.blogspot.com/2009/01/saturday-spotlight_17.html
Posted by: Mom | 24 January 2009 at 07:51 PM