“I wasn't put on this earth to clean”; that is and has been my mantra for many years. I've never been a person to clean up and probably never will; I know my weakness here.
For quite a few years we'd had a housekeeper then late in 2006 I had the brilliant idea that I could keep the place clean, saving the money we'd been spending on the housekeeper to spend on a trip to Europe. About November 2006 our housekeeper started cussing about various things I'd asked and then as my dad was dying she decided to quit. That was fine as it fit into my plan to let her go.
Since that time we've attempted to keep the house up but it rarely looks good throughout the entire house. Most of the time I don't look so just don't see it; easy way to take care of the problem right?
A couple of days ago, like I do once a year or so, I got a bug in my butt and started cleaning up this place. Today I just had to clean in my bedroom. Now several of my rooms have high ceilings. I'd vacuumed the entry ceiling and then went to my bedroom. I was trying to vacuum behind the wine racks but couldn't reach the ceiling. As I stretched and turned I winched my back; ouch! I never could get the spider webs in the corner at the ceiling but hurt my back and ended up having to take some ibuprofen.
I did finish cleaning up several rooms but with the sore back. I hate taking medicine so just sucked it up. When my hubby came home from his morning job I told him that here was the proof that I wasn't put on this earth to clean. See, if I wouldn't have been cleaning then my back would be fine! Now I don't believe in gods etc. but it makes for a great excuse! Time to get a housekeeper as I don't want more back problems.
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