Highly unusual happenings.

Not exciting, mind you.  But unusual.  This morning, you see, I was bitten by the cleaning bug.  Highly unusual, I tell you. Blame it all on my dear ultra-organized SIL.  Got home from her spic and span place after a birthday party last evening and felt very dissatisfied with my clutterbomb place.

Much to everyone’s dismay, this morning I assigned the kids 4 jobs each.  Bedrooms were cleaned.   Bathrooms were scrubbed. Bookshelves were  straightened.  Laundry was folded.  Weeds were pulled.  Floors were vacuumed. 

I personally trimmed rosebushes, cleaned my bathroom (including going after the soap scum in the tub with a razor blade),  and organized cupboards and drawers in the kitchen.  I even made my bed, people!

Highly unusual.  We do clean, you see.  Just not that much in one day.

Children were heard asking who was coming over.  I was heard tersely telling them if they thought we only clean for company, we obviously needed to clean more often to dispel that lil’ misunderstanding.  

Which statement improved their moods greatly.

Fun times.

The good thing is it looks much better ’round here.   A few Saturdays like this and hubby’ll think I turned into his sister. 

Or not.

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  1. Having a nice chuckle over here, since I am the worst housekeeper. I use an ice scraper for the soap scum, since my hands won’t hold a razor blade.
    Reminds me of this poem, which was in a handout during high school Home Ec class.

    DUST IF YOU MUST
    Author Unknown

    Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be better
    to paint a picture, or write a letter,
    bake a cake, or plant a seed.
    Ponder the difference between want and need.

    Dust if you must, but there is not much time,
    with rivers to swim and mountains to climb!
    Music to hear, and books to read,
    friends to cherish and life to lead.

    Dust if you must, but the world’s out there
    with the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair,
    a flutter of snow, a shower of rain,
    this day will not come round again.

    Dust if you must, but bear in mind,
    old age will come and it’s not kind.
    And when you go, and go you must,
    you, yourself, will make more dust!

    Remember, a house becomes a home when you can write
    “I love you” on the furniture…..

  2. Love this! I saw that poem years ago, but haven’t thought about it in a long while.

    Thanks

  3. I have to agree with MrsDoF, another bad housekeeper having a laugh. The same thing happened here yesterday, and I received many, many odd looks from the husband. If I remember correctly, at one point he put his hand to my forehead to check my temp. Had to make sure I wasn’t sick, you know.

    Razor blade, huh. Maybe that is what I need to use in my bathroom. If I choose to tackle it, I usually use Scrubbing bubbles and….then I forget I was doing it in the first place. Oops. 🙂

  4. There is something very satisfying about having a freshly cleaned house. I usually need to know company is coming before I get truly motivated, but I understand just what you mean.

  5. Sounds like something I would do. I can hear my son now……saying the same words that yours blessed you with. Nothing like our children’s honest words to keep us humble!
    Thanks for the laugh.

  6. This made me laugh, because my daughters have the same reaction when they see me on a cleaning frenzy. They ask who’s coming over, so used to seeing me clean more when company is coming.

  7. My kids always ask “whose coming over” – the other day we were straightening up before we left on a field trip my 7 yr old daughter said “why are we cleaning we won’t be home all day”
    KIDS =)

  8. It’s always nice to have a good cleaning day!!

  9. My kids are exactly the same – I had to learn to really bite my tongue when trying to “motivate” them to clean up for company – the house was clean when company came, but there were way too many dirty looks going around 🙂

  10. I hate cleaning, hate it! I found a great solution: flylady.net

    Have you ever seen her website? She’s got a great method. My house is almost always clean and I do very little. My fav is setting a timer for 5 minutes to do something that I’ve been putting off. At the end of 5 minutes, you can leave it and walk away. My dreaded jobs usually only take me 2 minutes. Who knew?