Listening to the Voices in My Head

The elder care person I've been assigned. She is such a sweet lady. Seems without lose of energy, to vacuum, then mops, and then select an area I haven't been able to tackle. Sometimes, she exhausts me with her energy.

Don't get me wrong. Prior to her coming here, you didn't want to wipe your feet after you left, but it needs a good cleaning. Alan and Wing tidy, but they don't clean things. And by the time I manage to get one area cleared/cleaned, I feel as if I have been stretched on rack.

So, she's cleaning my house. I dusted off cobwebs from three room, including the walls and ceilings, the doorway, too.

I'm happy I have the help, but embarrassed I need it.

I dare you to tell me doing household chores isn't a work out.

It's started with me making a clean spot. I vacuumed the dust and dirt (cat fur mostly) from my keyboard, mouse pad/armrest and monitors. Then I cleaned the rest of my desk.

It led to me vacuuming off the sofa, the cat tower/scratch post. And the floor, after I moved things. I put those things back where they belonged.

Then the bedroom. Stripping and remaking a queen sized bed had me panting for breath, and feeling quite physically tired by the time I was done.

Time for a cup of tea.

Yesterday, I selected a corner of the bedroom (my night stand area) went through what was on it, near it, by it, sorting and tossing a lot of things away, and putting things back where they belong. I even vacuumed off camera bags that had cat fur on them. Got everything squared away.. neat. Tidy.

Today, one of the cats hurked up one hair ball too many. I sighed, cleaned up the hairball, and looked at the rug. With all the stone/slate flooring, she chose to hurk up on the carpet. Another spot on the rug.

So, into Domestic Goddess Mode. Moved as much off the floor as I could without moving furniture. (desk chair isn't furniture, the sofa and bookcases are). Thoroughly vacuumed the carpet twice. Looked at it, and gave it another once over just to be sure.

Got out the carpet shampooer. It works great, but my biggest bugbear about it is it doesn't hold enough shampoo/water mixture and you have to empty the catch tank too often. So, 4 refills and empties later, the carpet is a new shade of color. Clean.

Wonder how long it will stay that way.

In a way. I've been going through areas of the house, and pretty much throwing 3/4s of what I find away. And I keep saying "If you can tell me what I threw away without looking, I'll admit we needed it.

it's not so much pack ratting, but putting things aside for later consideration/sorting. Tossed out were outdated warranty paperwork, old magazines, and hardware boxes.



Only things up there are my George W Bush Voodoo Doll, The Two Towers s/Gollum, an Enterprize, Scrabble Game and one box filled with software CDs/DVDs. No longer looks like a soon to be falling over Jenga game. I'll probably put the box with the software somewhere else, but at leasts

If it starts raining, it could be my fault. I just hung clothes outside to dry. Bets? :)