clean-up, clean-up, everybody do your share.
Remember that song from Barney?
Unfortunately there's no one here to do their share but me.
I've been on my hands and knees so long scrubbing the bathroom and hall floor that my back is aching. (I need some cheese with this whine.)
I cleaned myself into a corner so I had Caroline lay down paper towels so my dirty body wouldn't touch the clean(ish) hall floor.
I am now well-acquainted with every inch of my toilet.
Why are they so curvy?
I still haven't cleaned the sink in there. You wouldn't believe what was under the metal vent when I pulled it up. Gross. It was bad. (Hope you're not eating!!! Bwahahaha!) I had to rinse it off in the sink after spraying it down with cleaner. Greeeaaatttt.
I've showered and I'm resting, now I'm going to sweep the kitchen and wood in the Liv. Rm/Dining Rm and then mop it all with anti-bacterial Swiffer stuff.
Then I'm throwing out my broom. Just in case.
Then I can get busy with the rest of my chores.
Let's see - that will consist of: laundry, laundry and more laundry. I feel like I need to wash all the sheets and all the throw rugs. Then there are dishes in the sink. A desk in my scrap area that is covered. I'm going to Lysol the carpet. Clean all the banister railings again just in case. Then there's those other two bathrooms upstairs that could use a cleaning and I feel like the tub should be sandblasted after I just took a shower in it.
Are you tired yet? I am.
Pray for me people! And thanks for all your kind words. Love ya!