Another Sunday

Yesterday the calender called for a mini garage sale, but that didn't happen. Instead we spent a few hours getting the Jena Street house ready to be put on the market. And we slept in. And Charlie went to the lab. And we went to the basketball game. So, no garage sale. That's okay. I'm thinking I should just donate the stuff and have someone pick it up, but thought a little cash in my pocket for cochon de lait poboys at Jazzfest would be nice.

And today was the scheduled spring cleaning. That DID indeed happen after Charlie's trip to the lab and breakfast at the bakery. We cleaned for nearly 10 hours. Now we are enjoying the scent of orange furniture polish with a hint of Comet cleanser, and really I can't think of anything that smells better!

Cleaning today made me think that my mother in law must cringe when she comes to visit! I don't think of my house as dirty. We never leave dishes in the sink, linens get washed each week, bathrooms get a good scrub twice a month, and I can usually get a thorough mopping out of Charlie about once a month. But you should have seen the dirt we cleaned up today.

How on earth does my hair get to the very back of the refrigerator??? And the sunlight that was being blocked by the layer of dust on the blinds...yuck!

A few things I've learned this spring cleaning:

• White plantation blinds would be a bad idea. Stick to oak. More difficult to see dust.
  
• Stainless steel wipes really work on the appliances.
  
• Batture's hair is everywhere and on everything. My hair runs a close second.
  
• The Dyson vacuum was worth every penny (Thanks JD and Pudge for all those pennies!)
• Spring cleaning should happen twice a year rather than once every two years.

And I really like cleaning with Charlie. He was pretty silly up until about the last hour when he was sweaty, stinky, and crabby. But for the most part, the ten hours cleaning up were full of singing and clowning around. We make a good team.