
Everyone cleans behind their refrigerator, right? I asked Jason to help me move it out yesterday before I took them to the airport so that I could get behind it. The act of pulling the fridge forward caused a water line to crack and, behold, water started spraying everywhere. Jason immediately attributed this ill-timed catastrophe to my insatiable cleaning habits. "Oh, you just had to clean behind the fridge!" "Don't you blame me," I retorted with fire in my eyes, "everybody cleans behind the fridge!" Luckily, we have a separate water shut off for the refrigerator, so Jason was able to make it to the airport on time with very little fear that I would return to a flooded kitchen. The plumber came, pulled the line and capped it, and it is all good. $200 worth of clean refrigerator space good.
And, in the end, I was able to clean out the rest of the kitchen yesterday, too. The cupboards got it inside and out. Cookbook shelves are spotless. The kitchen table gleams. I was a little disappointed that my kitchen was not nearly as filthy as I had anticipated. I guess I'm always finding time to dump and scrub and re-order in there. But, that's OK. I can console myself with many, many other projects in my dear, little house.
Today, I shall clean the walls of our vaulted ceiling living room. They are covered with soot from innumerable fires during the winter and the candles that I burn incessantly year-round. Yech. Also, we never painted our baseboards after we had the floors redone in 2008 -- and you know how impossible it is to keep unpainted baseboards clean -- so out comes the paint! Ooh, and closet clean-outs are on the horizon! And gardening! I just love my alone time, don't you?
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