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One thing led to another, or how housekeeping is a lot like surfing the internet

January 19, 2019 2 comments

Have you ever noticed that housekeeping can be a lot like surfing the internet. One thing leads to another, and before you know it 4 hours have passed. Here's what happened to me.

On New Year's Day I decided I might as well take down the Christmas tree. It was really starting to drop its needles, even though it's from very real plastic.

Might as well sweep the kitchen floors

But after I'd put away the Christmas tree, the spot where it had been was all dusty and dirty, so I decided to sweep it. Now that I was holding a broomstick I decided I might as well sweep the living room floors too. And once the living room was swept, I thought I might as well sweep the kitchen floors.

Might as well mop the living room floors

But the kitchen floors contained some nasty spots, my broom couldn't get rid off, so I decided to mop the floor. I poured me a bucket of hot water and added a generous amount of cleaning solution. Because I always figure: 'If a little cleaning solutions helps, a lot helps even more.' Right?! I mopped my little heart out, and then I figured I might as well mop the living room floors too. To do that well, I figured I had to take out the carpet, and put the furniture aside, so I could get to those hard places where I seldom go.

Might as well do the bedrooms too

Before I knew it the living room was clean, and neat as a pin. Since my water was still usable I thought I might as well mop the floors of the kids' bedrooms. I dragged myself and my bucket up the stairs, and entered the bedroom of my eldest daughter. Clothes were strewn everywhere, so I decided I might as well collect them all, and do the laundry.

Might as well clean the windows too

After I had started the washer I came back and mopped her floor, after which I repeated the same procedure with the other bedrooms. Then, just when I said to myself: 'I might as well clean the windows,' fate mercifully intervened, and I stumbled over my little bucket and had to sit down to catch my breath.

My near tumble brought me to my senses. Heaven knows where this would have ended!

I might even had started cleaning the attic.