there is something so satisfying about spring cleaning. devoting a day, or a weekend, to ridding the house of the grime and filth that seems to inevitably get trapped into the house as it remains shut up for the winter.
we were told to expect snow and rain this weekend, so imagine my suprise when the weather cooperated, giving me a gorgeous, sunny, brisk spring day by which to do my cleaning. armed with a new vaccum, courtesy of my husband, and all of the other necessary tools, i wreaked havoc on civilization after civilization of dust bunnies, congregating below my couch, my sideboard, and in every nook and cranny. closets were reorganized, drawers cleaned out and repurposed, windows washed and floors vaccumed within an inch of their lives. new picture frames, finally filled with pictures, were hung, and a small collection of eclectic teacup saucers were mounted in my dining room. and even after my extra-long workout this morning, all of the backbreaking work felt fabulous. the house is shiny and clean, i keep expecting to see the surfaces glimmer, accompanied by the appropriate tinkling sound.
after i finished the main rooms, i laid down on the couch for a short nap, beaming in the glory of a clean home, but alas, i couldn't sleep. i just kept thinking about how fabulous my house looked. i love that feeling.
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Man I wish I had been there to help. You know how much I love that *being done* feeling with everything sanitized around you. hehehe.
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