So in taking advantage of this cool spell, I decided that I would clean my kitchen. Bad mistake on my part.
I ended up moving the fridge (I can’t believe how dusty it gets back there), the stove, and basically everything else known to man. If anyone thinks that a woman can’t move a fridge alone, they need to come and talk to me.
You might be asking where my husband was during all of this heavy lifting. He is on a hunting trip in Western Kentucky. So, it was just me and the dogs and they sure helped out a lot by getting under my feet. A LOT!
Back to the kitchen.
So once I had all of the large pieces moved to the middle of the floor, I began cleaning out where all the appliances were.
I washed down the walls and then cleaned all the appliances. I ended up rearranging the kitchen completely.
When it came time to put everything back up, I had to wash all of my roosters (that’s what my kitchen is decorated with) and my weird collection of canisters.
Both collections started out with one piece and has now become a full blown obsession. I’m running out of room but I just can’t help it. I bought an old milk glass canister at a yard sale last weekend. I saw it and turned around and ended up buying it.
Like I said, an obsession.
Finally after hours of hard work and a ton of dust later, I was able to stand back and look at my clean kitchen. It was so clean that I promise you the floor sparkled like in the Mr. Clean commercials.
I haven’t dirtied any dishes in two days just so that when I walk through the front door I see nothing but a sparkling kitchen. But when Timmy gets home it will be a totally different story.
Published 10-01-09 in Citizen Voice & Times
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