Category: Dust Bunnies

Saran Wrap It Up …….

 

Saran wrap, at times when I see it, I am reminded of my Aunt Mona.

When we were kids, my sisters and I yammered and argued when we sat in the back seat, on the way to visit our dear Aunty Mona. “There’s nothing to do there,” I’d say.

“She’s family,” my father would say.

Her fruit and scroll garland printed settee, chair and ottoman were all covered with plastic. Even the accent ruffled pillows were wrapped in plastic. The lamp shades were covered with yellowing plastic wrap.

In all the years of visiting, our family never touched anything directly but plastic.

I never once felt comfortable in her house.

There was an unspoken rule about visitors and fingerprints. I never once touched her coffee table. Even our parents arranged their bodies on the couch so that they never touched anything!

When she opened the door, we were hit in the face by the scent of moth balls. It lingered in the air making our little eyes water. We could even smell it on our clothes on the way home. Mother would shoot “that look” in our direction, so us girls knew not to blink our eyes or even mention the odor.

We visited in the heat of summer we knew it would be torture. “Have a seat,” she would say. Sweating away inside her non-air-conditioned house was terrible. We couldn’t even squirm around on the plastic. In this heat, once your legs were planted – they stuck.

In the living room, I was worried about my legs being permanently attached to her plastic covered chairs. My sisters and I always left the house thankful that we still had skin.

Life was never cleaner or quieter than at Aunt Mona’s house. My sisters and I sat there on the couch until Daddy would finally say, “We should get going.”

Earlier today, in my kitchen, I watched my nephew Doug poke holes in saran wrap. He had already made a mess of things in the den.

I’m just grateful that my nephew feels comfortable in my house.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Clean Enough or Too Clean ????

The topic around the newspaper this week is simple: Spring cleaning. How do you draw the line between clean enough and too clean?
Do you dust or vacuum first? I believe you should vacuum first. If I would dust first, then vacuum, it might blow dust on everything I have just dusted.
I’ve heard a lot of vacuum first people argue that even a good clean well-filtered vacuum can blow dust. I agree – it might blow dust from undusted or forgotten areas onto dusted new ones.
I raised more than one eyebrow at the office when I asked what was the best way to clean behind and under appliances. “Why would you want to clean under heavy furniture?” asked Norma. While yes, Linda moves the couch each week to sweep under it.
What is the best way to get rid of dust bunnies? We all agree that a damp towel on the broom would pick up the webs most efficiently. For some reason dust bunnies didn’t seem to bother Robin. “They can spring up overnight,” she says. I bet she doesn’t worry about dead leaves on plants either.
Carla boasts that her husband has the job of cleaning all the windows. He uses a squeegee. I figure she was asking us to be jealous of her help.
Dianna swears she read warnings about serious accidents while cleaning. She hesitates to do any house cleaning. It’s too dangerous to clean. More than half of all accidents happen in and around the home, and hundreds of thousands of them are directly connected with home cleaning or maintenance.
“Is it worth it?” Stella asks. “A clean house can and will get messed up again.” True, the first thing you notice as you enter a home is how used and livable it looks and feels. I am more impressed by that than by a perfect, expensive, sparkling clean house. I’d rather see a cookie jar with a few crumbs around it than a gleaming sterile tile counter top.
Well, we had to get around to it sometime…the actual spring cleaning. How do you draw the line between clean enough and too clean? A house is made to live in, not to live for.
No one, except for my sister-in-law, really loves to clean. And you know she’s lying.