I have a friend who is pregnant, like due any time pregnant. She is a self professed neat freak at the best of times, but it becomes even more OCD when she's pregnant. She has blogged throughout her pregnancy about all these obscure places that she has cleaned so that she's ready for the babies arrival. I say obscure because it's not a secret that I'm not the best housekeeper in the world. Much of my housekeeping is superficial. If it appears clean then it must be, that's my philosophy. Would I pass a white glove test? NO WAY!! But that's okay with me, most of the time.
I stepped outside my cleaning zone at Christmas when I followed Haley's lead and I wiped down all the walls with bleach and water. I noticed a difference, but knew that anyone walking in the house would never know that I had spent two days wiping walls from top to bottom. It didn't matter, though, I felt good about the state of the house. The refrigerator followed suit shortly after that, then I cleaned behind the stove and last week I took down the curtains and washed them. Ahhh, spring cleaning at its best!
With all this new found stuff that needed to be cleaned I sat back and enjoyed that fact that I now had a clean house and that I could get back to my usual superficial stuff. NO WAY!! An innocent visit to facebook and I learn that Haley is cleaning under her bed. Now I know that it's a bit dusty under there, but my feeling (until now) has been that you can't see under there so why bother?! Since Haley's post I've done a lot of thinking about the dust under the bed and then the slap in the face came when I dropped a pair of Mondo's black socks under the bed and they came back as a brown pair.
This morning I have torn apart our bedroom so that I could vaccuum and dust under the bed. Suffice it to say that it was beyond disgusting and my new plan is to never let it get that gross again. At one point I was afraid that my husband and son would return home from their Sunday jaunt and wonder where I was. "Where's mom?" Matthew would ask. "I don't know," Mondo would reply. Meanwhile the herd of dust bunnies would be hauling me out to the nearest open field and proudly displaying their latest sacrifice. Luckily I got them before they got me.
I'm proud that my house is clean, even if no one else will really notice, but mostly I wish that Haley would hurry up and have her baby so that I can stop learning about all the places I should have been cleaning all along!
