Just Call Me “Domestic Diva”
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When I was a kid, my mother (the Southern Belle by way of the West Indies) always told me that you should always keep three rooms in your house exceptionally clean: your living room (or dining room), your kitchen and bathroom. She said that if you ever had a guest come unannounced (we rarely did), they will always want to sit and chat, have something to drink or eat and ask to use your bathroom.
So every Saturday, our routine was to clean our home until it sparkled (not really). When I became an adult, I deviated from my mother's weekly cleaning routine while keeping my anal obsession with keeping a clean apartment. Instead of doing heavy duty cleaning weekly, I cleaned lightly daily. I loved my routine of light cleaning until I met my challenge with my husband and sons. If you live in a testosterone filled household, you can relate. First, let me introduce you to the mess-makers. Don't let their innocent, smiling faces fool you.
You should see the mess they make. Although we have a "Clean Up Your Mess" system at home, I must admit my oldest son and husband's idea of cleaning up doesn't always live up to my anal retentive standards. I'm getting better and as long as the bathrooms remain clean, I do not complain.
However, there is one cleaning that I do not trust to anyone else. It's cleaning the floors. I look at cleaning my floors as an art form. I don't just mop, I exalt my floors so each tile is a masterpiece. Of course, I am exaggerating about all this, but I do make sure my floors and kitchen are cleaned daily.This is mostly because I hate crumbs. I hate crumbs the way Joan Crawford hated wire hangers in Mommy Dearest. If you have kids, you know that crumbs and juice stains are part of your daily life.
I am addicted to cleaning my floors. We leave our shoes at the door, so that the dirt of NYC streets don't come migrate into our home. also, when we had a cat, there was fur almost everywhere, so I had to ensure that the floors were clean.
I'll admit that I am a bit extreme when it comes to cleaning my floor but for some reason it relaxes me. I feel good knowing my floors are clean. (Don;t judge me; it's my thing).
What's your extreme cleaning routine?
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