Ozark Oddments: Caught in the act

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Caught in the act

My cousin in Hawaii and I have been exchanging e-mails about cleaning our houses.

This is her house (I will not covet my cousin's house. I will not covet my cousin's house...)

She writes about her kitchen pantry “….it is so very organized, but there are little corner cobwebs and dust bunnies roaming around in there somewhere.”

I discovered on Sunday, when I was watching the movie Cloverfield for second time (as I explained to her, I am a sucker for monster movies), that I had cobweb drapes adorning the bookcase/headboard . Dust bunnies? I’m here to tell you that what I have in my house is a herd of dust elephants.

I have had not much work to keep me occupied at the computer during the last week, so I have been redeeming the time by doing some sporadic cleaning that was much overdo.

Every once in a while the grime that collects on the woodwork around the windows and on the cupboards in our kitchen becomes bad enough that I actually do something about it.

It is easier just to sit on the counter than to try to stand on a step stool and lean over.

The paint on the woodwork around the windows is peeling badly. It needs a new coat of paint. I am tired of that green paint....

Actually, what needs to happen is that we should rent an apartment for a month or two and completely gut the kitchen: New windows (the one I am working on does not open, which is why it is a perfect spot to hold little treasures)…

new walls….

new countertops…

new cabinets….

new…

4 comments:

Anonymous said...: Yikes! I had to scroll past that window cleaning real fast. It reminded me of some work I need to do. Maybe I'll think about tomorrow? Maybe... :-); 9:51 PM
Cloudia said...: Looks like a neighbor island house
:)

Aloha from Waikiki

Comfort Spiral; 9:54 PM
Oklahoma Granny said...: I HATE, HATE, HATE to dust. I don't mind other housework but dusting - YUCK!; 9:02 AM
Leilani Schuck Weatherington said...: For Cloudia: My cousin lives near Hilo.

For Granny: Dusting is a pain in the butt. Usually within about 30 minutes of having dusted, the area is dusty again.

For The Old Geezer: The windows on that side of the house are at the equivalent of the 2nd story -- at least 18 feet off the ground. They desperately need cleaning, but there is no way I am perching myself on an extension ladder to do it; 9:48 AM

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