Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Cleaning House


Yuck is all I can say. I hate cleaning, I hate it so much that here I sit complaining about it...we all know what I am really doing...procrastinating!

How much I despise cleaning, yet it’s in my blood to be such a clean freak... Damn family genes!

How does one find the time to enjoy all the things in life and still have a clean house? I realize all the moms are out there reading this and pretty much telling me to get a life...and a part of me wants to agree with them. The problem with that is that I want a clean house too; yes I want it all.
I just can’t seem to find the time to clean or maybe I just don’t want to find the time to clean. I honestly get sick of cleaning; it drives me nuts. Just when I think I am done; there in the dark corner is a dust bunny...taunting me, letting me know that I’ve missed it in the initial sweep of the floors. I tell ya, I just don’t know how moms find the time...kudos to them. I’ve let the cleaning go because I just can’t find the time or energy and it’s getting pretty gross. If I am cleaning something it’s because I can’t stand it and it’s just creeping me out.

Let me set the record straight though before all you moms lay judgement on me...I may reside alone; but I have weekly visitors twice a week. I get them on weekends and once during the week. They are furry, messy creatures and pretty much pop in and then pop out...not before leaving a mess of hair, slobber and toys all over the place. I’ve just stopped cleaning hoping that maybe it will miraculously get done...but no such luck.

I dust on Tuesday only to be dusting again on Thursday; vacuuming...that’s a joke! Why even bother?!?! The hair is so matted into the carpet I’m afraid to move the furniture to see what the carpet use to look like. I’ve also noticed that my once pristine couch and loveseat are starting to show a tinge of darkness... My coffee table...well it’s scratched all to shit and looks like it’s a used lint roller. I guess I just get so frustrated that I live alone yet my place is a disaster.

And people wonder why I don’t entertain??? Too much cleaning!

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