“Mom, it STILL smells in here.”
“I know! It’s weird, right? I took the trash out but it’s
still pretty smelly.”
Still that smell…
Some days, you just actually have to clean.
Some days you do the 20-minute “hide-things-and-wipe-off-whatever-people-will-see”
kind of clean.
We’ve been doing that a lot lately.
In the last month or so our home has been the venue for a
gigantic Thanksgiving dinner, a birthday party, and several Bible study groups,
plus the usual run-of-the-mill play-dates. Which is super fun but...
(Spoiler alert for
those who are coming to my house soon: Seriously, I don’t deep clean every time
someone is scheduled to come over.)
We have mastered the “get-it-put-somewhere-and-take-care-of-it
-later” method of cleaning up.
I used to throw miscellaneous messes into laundry baskets
and stow them in my closet until the guests were gone (or until I couldn’t find
what I was looking for, then I’d search long forgotten laundry baskets) but the
layout of THIS house isn’t conducive to that, so new methods of “make this mess
disappear” have been invented.
The dishwasher was already running.
Hmm, not going to wash these, stacks of cups…why do we use
SO MANY cups? Forks and a skillet. Hmm…
PING! The light
goes on in my head.
I’ll stick them in this, and this, plastic containers, put
them in the cabinet UNDER the sink (which for whatever reason I NEVER use) a qwick swipe with the scrubber and
– voila - clean kitchen sink!
That was last week.
Today, what’s that smell? And where are all the cups?
Oh.
Load the dishwasher, light a candle. Time to clean (before my
guests come over tonight).
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