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Spic and span

Right now our house looks pretty good. Since we had the birthday party this weekend and family birthday party next weekend we got it all ship shape. Now the challenging part will be maintenance. Housekeeping is not my favorite task, nor something I have chosen to excel in.

Whenever the house looks like this I always say to myself, "I swear I am not ever going to let it become a mess again." I have yet to keep this promise, usually by day three it looks like a bomb has gone off and I lose all interest after JG sticks American cheese to the sliding glass door and the dog licks it off.

I don't think I really knew how much I loved my cleaning lady before I became the "full-time" cleaning lady. I have entertained the thought of hiring a new cleaning lady, but it would cut into the tennis budget, so I have yet to give in no matter how much I loathe scrubbing toilets.

DLS and I discussed the cleaning dilemma yesterday, he too acknowledged we all need to pick up and do our part. I was completely sold on his plan until he said:

"You know if you do two hours of cleaning each day it should be easy to keep up." I clarified and he meant cleaning (e.g. scrubbing bathrooms) not just housework (e.g. cooking, laundry).

Fourteen hours a week just cleaning my house? Hmmm, can't think of anything I'd rather do with my time.

I really hope this was his attempt at a joke.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Dan, Dan, Dan...Have you no clue? If E said that to me, ooooo...I don't know if I can type that out.

Lucie Furr

PS...Where are the details on the girlie spa...Trying to block it out?
Susan said…
We didn't do the spa thing. Too many girls we had 8, so they just ran amok. I am going to post about it. We had fun.
K~ said…
Hi Susan, i just saw your responce on my blog. Sorry it took me so long to write to you. I am not used to getting many other visitors. I have checked out your blog, and I really like it!! I LOVE this door mat. K~
Karen said…
Is he HIGH? How long have you been married? Has he somehow mistaken you for June Cleaver?? Houses aren't meant to be clean, they're meant to be lived in. Keep up the good work.

LOVE the cheese visual.
mommyville said…
I have a magnet on my fridge with that exact sentence. It is the truth, except last week really means last month, or year or I really can't remember but I know it was clean at some point and it will never be again...
bobbione8y said…
yes, housecleaning is fun except for that you have to keep doing it.

lots of things in life are that way :)
Karen said…
...like cutting 9x9 inch squares. Susan, will you ask your mom to come over?? Tell her I'll bake if she'll cut.

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