One job down, and I don’t know how many to go.
The bathroom has been cleaned to within an inch of its life. Not the cursory wipe down to remove soap scum and the like, the full on Bleach and Bomb.
Flick and I are of the kind of housekeeper who once in a while gets it into her head to go mad and clean like the devil. (If, in fact, he cleans, which somehow seems unlikely actually…). We keep the place tidy (with the notable exceptions of our bedrooms) but the whole dusting, vacuuming and scrubbing is not something we enjoy… The vacuuming gets done weekly, the surfaces in the kitchen get wiped down, and the dishes are done as we go at least, but anything else waits for the inspiration to hit…
So, you are probably reading this thinking we are a pair of bush pigs. Not true. But we have more exciting things to do with our time. And if we worked for institutions who paid us ridiculous amounts of money, (or even five grand more than we earn now) we would give some poor starving student a job doing the cleaning for us.
As it is we have occasional frenzies making the place sparkle. Last time Flick went mad in the kitchen. This time it was me in the bathroom. On top of the sore muscles from bushwalking yesterday, my body is wondering what on earth is going on!!!
Anyway, for interests sake and so I don’t forget – the rest of the jobs that need ticking off
A trip to the library to return some books.
A trip to Big W to buy some kind of filing system and a coffee grinder and Off the Shelf by Donna Hay.
Emptying the basket of papers in my room into the new filing system
Make a cd for Skeeter of pictures of events she has produced.
Work.. (private project stuff – gah).
Watching last nights episode of Cold Case.
But first, I think I should get dressed and get moving… It’s 11 am after all!!!!!