It's been my busy season at work again and so I've fallen behind on most of my housework. Not that my house was/is completely filthy. It just needs a full day's cleaning and it will be fine.....I hope. I haven't had a full day to do that in ages. Does any mom ever have that?
I decided on my one day off to let my kids play and do whatever crazy stuff they wanted in the house, as long as it wasn't in the room I was cleaning so that I could try to get my kitchen and bathroom under control. The kids really needed a regular old "stay home" day anyways.
My kitchen didn't really seem THAT dirty, the dishes were done and counters were tidy. But I knew I was a phony. My garbage can and fridge were disgusting and several of my cabinets had food on the outside of them thanks to my 3 year old's little hands. So I went crazy on my kitchen. Scrubbing every square inch of my fridge and freezer, hand mopping the floor, wiping down every cabinet, cleaning out and getting rid of all the old condiments and spices that had accumulated and hosing out that nasty garbage can.
That can? You can't spray hard enough to get the crap out of the bottom without the water splashing out the top and gravitating (naturally) towards your face no matter what direction you have the top of the can facing. I got hit in the face with what I assume was scrambled egg? The smell of rotten egg and garbage water made me gag. I almost tossed my cookies on my driveway right then and there.
I'm almost embarrassed to admit this - I had to make 4 trips to our big green trash can just from my kitchen. Between the old and expired condiments, some old food in the fridge, some freezer burned stuff from the freezer, and the broken toaster, there was a serious amount of crap removed from the area.
My fridge pretty much sparkles now though it MAY be time for me to go grocery shopping.
And so does the rest of the kitchen.
Can you see any crumbs on this counter? No. Because there aren't any.
Meanwhile my kids got into a rousing game of hide and seek that I overheard but assumed they were being responsible since everyone seemed to be laughing and having a good time.
I was wrong.
THIS is what my room now looks like. (It was really rather clean before all this)
Hide and seek led to my daughter hiding in my closet and not just breaking my shoe rack but also knocking over half of the clothes I had hanging up onto the floor. That's all the knocked down clothes on the bed and dresser there.
Meanwhile, Tristen NEEDED a certain shirt and since his siblings didn't seem to know which shirt, THIS happened:
Oh....and the bathroom. This is my bathroom counter pre-cleaning.
I did get to it and the toilet after getting my kids to bed for the evening and now it's all sparkly and clean just like I like it.
I've come to accept that when life is busy it is just too much to hope for a completely clean house. I have 2 sparkly clean rooms out of 6. That is 1/3. I'm batting over 300. Not bad right?
My conclusion at the end of the night? The toilet was the least nasty. My daughter has a weird thing for cleaning toilets that I don't understand and cleans our toilets whenever she feels like it. It was probably only 4 or 5 days since its last good cleaning.
The fridge? Being that Tristen had spilled apple juice (when trying to get it himself) over pretty much everything in my fridge a few days ago, it was all a toddlerified sticky mess to clean. But really, there were just some leftover's to be tossed, some old condiments, and one moldy item. Just one. Kinda impressed with myself on that one. All in all, not that bad.
The garbage can won this hands down. Sick and wrong. 5 day old fermented dairy products splashing out and, despite my best efforts, hitting my face was just IT for me. Gag city. I wanted to quit right then and there.
So there you go. I answered my own question. :-)
I've come to accept that when life is busy it is just too much to hope for a completely clean house. I have 2 sparkly clean rooms out of 6. That is 1/3. I'm batting over 300. Not bad right?
My conclusion at the end of the night? The toilet was the least nasty. My daughter has a weird thing for cleaning toilets that I don't understand and cleans our toilets whenever she feels like it. It was probably only 4 or 5 days since its last good cleaning.
The fridge? Being that Tristen had spilled apple juice (when trying to get it himself) over pretty much everything in my fridge a few days ago, it was all a toddlerified sticky mess to clean. But really, there were just some leftover's to be tossed, some old condiments, and one moldy item. Just one. Kinda impressed with myself on that one. All in all, not that bad.
The garbage can won this hands down. Sick and wrong. 5 day old fermented dairy products splashing out and, despite my best efforts, hitting my face was just IT for me. Gag city. I wanted to quit right then and there.
So there you go. I answered my own question. :-)
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