
Showing posts with label Cleaning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cleaning. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 08, 2014
Happy New Year Ramblings

Saturday, August 29, 2009
Some things... about cleaning... and Me

Some things I hate cleaning...
The Inside of a Microwave when something has exploded.
The underbelly of a Toilet.
The remnants of any and all excretions from my Dog.
Any and all dusting.
The inside of my junk drawers.
The corners of my kitchen floor.
Food that has been left to forever change the shape of a dish.
Some things I enjoy cleaning....
(Pshh, who am I trying to kid you all know I hate to clean!! )
Still there are a few things I don't mind cleaning...
My Bed, love the smell of clean sheets
Ironing, love the smell and warmth (I have shared this before but thought it deserved mentioning since my list is so short)
The outside of a dishwasher, oven, refrigerator and microwave.
My Car.
Some people that make all cleaning tolerable for me ...
Dean Martin
Frank Sinatra
Billy Holiday
and ... Louie Armstrong
Monday, December 15, 2008
Cleaning, OCD, and Life with Me
I have cleaned, cleaned, and cleaned some more. I believe my bathrooms should have been reported to the CPS as being completely and utterly unsanitary. Rest assured Trista, they are now once again safe at least for today. I am going to move onto the carpets and then the kitchen floor next. I never thought I would ever hear myself say this but, it feels SO good to deep clean. I am not a deep cleaner by nature. I surface clean. I throw stuff in baskets and deal with it later.
*Usually, much later. BUT, I have so far cleaned out my bedroom closet, the towel closet, and will later work on the coat closet up front. I have brought three HUGE bags to goodwill and still have some more. It feels so good and it has been a long time coming.
Last night at bible study everyone was talking about their different OCD tendencies and my husband said(with great sadness I might add as though being OCD is a good thing), " I think I was once OCD but Noel took that right out of me. Any OCD tendencies I once had are long gone now. How could you be OCD in this house?" and on and on he went. I then began to reflect. I was trying to think if I had any OCD habits but alas, I couldn't think of any. I don't do anything in my life in the same way twice. When I watch movies where the people get up and go to bed in the same way every night and day I think how odd. My life is one big spontaneous roller coaster ride and most days, I like it that way.
I am having a hard time relaxing since being done with this semester on Friday. I still keep feeling as though I should be doing something. Studying, writing a paper, or checking the computer online classes 20 times a day. I am so glad to be done with last semester and next semester will not be taking 3 classes.
My publishers called and I talked to an actual person again which was exciting. I told them I was waiting on my illustrator which seems strange to say. They said that is a common hold up for most people and not to worry they are still interested. I have also started working on another children's book series, entitled Micko Peeko the Whiney Rhino. This one is already such a winner with all the kids. It was really Isaiah inspired and I think might even be better than Brodey the Bishop series.
Well, my cleaning break is over. I have finished my lunch- Nachos with Pepper Jack cheese(melts THE best) and a tall glass of OJ.
I think I will post everyday this week just to help me get used to not having to do homework. Ya know to kinda ween me off the computer.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Cleaning House
Have I ever mentioned how much I detest house work. Well, I do. If I could have a person to do this job I would. I mean I have 4 persons that could do some of these jobs but they just don't get it really done, if you know what I mean. Well, today, before leaving for a long camping trip I told kids that their rooms needed to be clean before we could leave to go anywhere. I have a feeling I won't be going anywhere anytime soon. These kind of days usually don't end very well. Pray for me.
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