|On the Other Hand — That Spring cleaning thing|
|Saturday, April 05, 2014 8:00 PM|
I know I have to; I just don’t want to.
It is inevitable. It is my destiny.
Yes, it’s time for spring cleaning. Time to wipe away the cobwebs from the corners and pull everything out and clean behind and under and around.
It’s time to go through those closets and drawers to put away those layering items which were a must for the Polar Vortex of 2014 and pull out the short sleeves and capris.
Well, now that I started talking about it, I’m getting kind of excited. My closets and drawers need a critical eye to get more organized. I need more space in the closet for a few things I acquired over the winter and when I open the door to peek inside for a possible home — not so much.
Today seems like as good as any to get started. But where to start? That is usually my problem. I use a random formula for cleaning that has me zig-zagging through the house picking up this to put away in this room and then finding something else which needs to go in the other room. I dust this and then find something else that needs attention and then I sweep that before moving on to yet another task.
At the end, it all comes together in a job well done. Maybe — if that’s how you see it. It’s definitely how I see it.
Spring cleaning is a whole different animal. You have to tear each room apart and if I apply my usual formula, the entire house will be in an uproar, throwing my husband and the dog into a tizzy and me into a depression because everything is out of place and nothing seems to be getting done. Sigh.
So it seems I need a plan — a blueprint of how to get things done without driving myself and everyone around me crazy.
First on the list is NO TV. Don’t even think about turning it on. W-A-L-K A-W-A-Y!
NO FACEBOOK! Don’t even log on. W-A-L-K A-W-A-Y!
Music — yes, that’s it. Nothing goes with cleaning like good music.
Oh, shoot. I meant to call mom first thing, I have something to ask her. (There goes at least a half hour, perhaps more. You can’t cut your momma off on the phone, that would be rude!)
OK, back to music and cleaning. Should I start in the front of the house or the back of house? Most people come in the front door so let’s start there.
Hey, there’s the mailman. Let’s see what we got today.
How is it possible that more than an hour has gone by and I’ve yet to wipe, sweep or clean the first thing?
Hmmm. I’m hungry. Better fix some lunch. Can’t clean on an empty stomach.
Even though I have my fingers stuck in my ears and am going “La-la-la-la-la,” I hear you guys laughing at me.
Wish me luck. You know, spring isn’t officially over until June 20. I’ve got plenty of time.