be-cause...did you see it coming? I am a Freak of the First Order...that's right...I am one of those people who when about to embark upon a long trip (that would be anything over 2 hours...total...both ways) must clean the house from top to bottom and complete all half-finished projects...
no dirty laundry...or laundry left hangin' to dry
no dishes in the sink...dirty or clean...not even that pot that has technically been "soaking" since someone burned the bleep out of the rice
no mail or recyclables piled about the place
no grubby encrusted bathroom sinks (did I just confess to something?)
no mammoth dust-slash-fur balls floating about the house muttering to themselves
Clean Clean CLEAN...all must be clean...because Heaven Forbid I die in a fiery car crash and have people come into my home and it be a slovenly pit...
Of course, I am the woman who scrubs kitchen & bathroom floors on her hands & knees with rags rather than use a mop...who works up a drenching sweat cleaning the bathroom triad (tub, toilet & sink)...and who absolutely cringes if there is a stray cat hair plastered to a refrigerator shelf...ugh...
so my house is not exactly filthy from day-to-day...more like, "Slightly Fuzzy" from day-to-day...
but for me to hit the highways...and, apparently, to head to the OP Surgery for a few hours, this house must sparkle like Mr Clean and his SO are in residence...
So far, in preparation for Tomorrow in the past 48 hours I have (on top of my Regular Stuff):
- re-arranged the chest freezer
- cleaned the veggie bins & fridge
- changed the linens on our bed
- cleaned off the dresser top
- made stacks of library books to return before proceeding to the OPS
- worked on painting patch marks on our bedroom walls
- painted the deck door/console table/half bath's vanity
- found my Living Will (every one has one, right?)
- fertilized the tomato plant (this "problem of mine does extend beyond the 4 walls of our home straight on out into the yard...we won't go there right now)
- got things mailed
I mean...if something should happen, then I really want people to come into our home and think "DANG! This House Is SO Clean! I Wish My House Was This Clean"...and then they tell 2 friends...and they tell 2 friends...and so on...and so on...*
But I have not cleaned my car yet...it really needs a vac...and I should get my cross stitch ready so I can mess about with that over the next few days...oh forget it...that's ridiculous...I'm going to lay (lie?...I always forget the rule about that...dogs lay & people lie? or dogs lie & people lay? or is that completely Out of the Blue of My Mind?...okay...over caring about that...I'll look it up later) around, reading old magazines & watchin' movies...and I think I'm going to Bust Outta This Diet and have some Pizza...maybe a Ginger Beer Float...
In a way, I think I'm looking forward to the surgery just so I can rest for a couple of days afterwards...I'm certain Mr G is...
yawwwwnnnnn...well...see ya'll later, alligators :)
*no lectures, please, about More Important Things in Life Than a Clean House...I get it, I truly do...but something in my upbringing has just Permanently Warped Me in This Area...it's okay...I still gaze at sunsets, play with kittens and tell my loved ones that I, um, love them :) ...