I seriously love me a clean house. It absolutely makes my day to know that everything is in order, clean and right where it should be. I’ve mentioned in the past that I’m horrible not-so-great-at all things outside…but housecleaning is a completely different story.
The first thing I do when I wake up in the morning is clean my house. The last thing I do before I go to bed at night is clean my house. (I’m still trying to figure out how my house gets all dirty again after we all go tosleep. Hmmm.) Honestly, the main thing I do throughout the entire day is somehow clean my house. In all actuality and in spite of a teensy bit of complaining, I really don’t mind. I get a lot of satisfaction out of cleaning my house.In fact, I kind oflove it all. I know…sick.
Folding laundry? Check. Mopping floors? Check. (By the way, have you checked out the Mr. Clean Mop, yet?) Dusting? Check. (Thank you microfiber cloths). Vacuuming rugs? Check.Loading the dishwasher? Super-check! There is justsomething about sending a dirty plate into this magical little machine and trading it out for a sparklingclean plate. Love it.
Unloading the frickin’ dishwasher? No, thank you! I ABSOLUTELY DETEST emptying out a clean dishwasher. I approach this job with so much loathing that I actually have to talk myself into it. Half the time some of the dishes aren’t even clean (now granted, if I spent more than $1.41 on my dishwasher detergent this may not be such a problem).Oh, and this one really bugs me. Sometimesone of the cups on the top shelf overturns, full of murky water, and has proceeded to spilldown ontothe bottom rack. Or, if you’re really super lucky, your husband threw in a couple of really dirty plates he was hiding inthe deep recesses of his deskwhile thewash cycle was still in process. And now you’ve got some hardened cheese baked on to some of your dishes that no self-respecting scrubbie can even touch! And don’t even get me started on putting away silverware…
I’m really trying to get a grip on this part of my daily duties. Every timeI hear that familiar whir of the dishwasher signifying it’s “time to unload” I visibly shiver. I even tried to pass the job off to my hubby. But that unleashed a whole Pandora’s box of new problems. Miscellaneous dishes, bowls and tupperware were squeezed into any available space deep inside my cupboards. That man worked under a system that I can’t, for the life of me, decipher! So, I took the job back at least knowing I could actually find the cereal bowls with…well, the cereal bowls.
Well, I’m off to unload the dishwasher. It’s been staring at me all day long, taunting me with clean dishes. Besides, my daughter used the last fork to eat her Lucky Charmsthis morning. I really have no other choice at this point.
Love to all, Mindy
Hehehe. I’m totally giggling at you right now. I know, I know, it’s not nice to poke fun. But it’s fun! I totally get some of your dishwasher issues though. My dishes never come out clean anymore, no matter how expensive my dishwasher soap. Even Cascade fails miserably. I think it’s because my dishwasher is so old and shabby. And always the murky water, if by some miracle, no cups (or tupperware) have overturned, it collects in the slight indentations on the bottoms of the cups. grr. But really, I don’t mess with it if I can avoid it. My son is supposed to unload, and while this does mean occasionally I pull a disgusting still dirty plate from the cupboard, at least it gets done. And my husband fired me from loading, apparently I suck at it. =]
Oh, and I clean my house everyday too. But only once. Geez girl, get a grip. Or some therapy. I know from whence I speak…I used to vaccuum like 5 times a day.
I’m waiting until my daughter is tall enough to reach the cupboard…and then unloading the dishwasher is totally her job! I have a feeling that maybe my dishwasher is wearing out…but I’m in total denial because I’d rather buy some new shoes than a dishwasher. =)
Dishwasher? Now what is exactly is that? Lol. Mine broke years ago and I never bothered to get it fixed. I get mine cleaner with handwashing. Course, I dont have kids either. Not as many dishes.
If you like all that cleaning then go for it. Just remember, how clean you kept house will not be mentioned at your funeral.
I actually like hand-washing my dishes…kind of sick, I know. And I am totally with you on the “people won’t remember me for my clean house” comment. I actually clean it so often as a form of therapy. Since the hubby works from home and I also have the 3 year old to contend with there is something very therapeutic about scrubbing a floor. It’s like the only thing I have total control over. Now if only I could transfer that same energy to my workout… =)
Mommas Soapbox says
Ok, I don’t like unloading the dishwasher much either BUT if you want to clean my house a couple times a day I’ll make sure your darling isn’t eating lucky charms with a fork ever again….. (though she could swap stories with my rugrats I’m sure) LOL
Enjoyed your post, fun read.
Oh, that’s pretty tempting…as long as there were no dishwasher unloading duties I’m in! I’m fully anticipating my kids will probably write a pretty extensive tell-all book in a few years. =)
Thank you for the reply and for stopping by!!
Now if its therapy then that is different. I get that totally. I get my therapy when I go to the bunny rescue and clean litter boxes and playpens. Forget my troubles!
Okay, just the word “bunny” makes me smile. Good therapy indeed!
The Park Wife says
I am with you sistah! I can not stand emptying the dishwasher, it is right up there with ironing. I was thinking of just using paper plates for the rest of my life but my environmental husband and thoughts of my southern belle grandmother shining her silver and shaking her head at me from Heaven made me think twice. Well, honestly when Big Buckaroo is out of town, I use paper plates, shhhh, don’t tell him.
The Park Wife
Yep, I have a stash of paper plates hidden away for “special” occasions…i.e. too lazy to worry about cleaning up after myself. =)
Unloading the dishwasher was one of the first chores my kids got. Even before they were big enough to do the plates, it was their job to unload the silverware basket (sorting is fun to a four year old!). Now it is Faith’s job. The cupboards she (says she) can’t reach, she just puts the plates on the corresponding counter.
I love it. It’s the whole reason I had kids. That’s what they think anyway. 🙂
Oh, I am so in agreement with you here! Avery is just on the cusp of taking over this job…silverware is a great idea, though. Think I’ll be starting that chore right away!
OK. I will confess that I really like putting away the dishes. I like things to go in their places. Same thing with canned goods. I like having them in their little rows – vegetables, tomatoes, beans. But that is the absolute limit on any semblance of organization in my life. Dishes and canned goods. Oh well. I guess it’s better than nothing. I tell you what – I’ll put away your dishes if you’ll clean my house! 😉