Housecleaning – the necessary evil.
I’ve packed my bags, cleaned the floor,
Now watch me walking, walking out the door.
Eurythmics, Would I lie to You?
It’s Spring time on the damp coast and inevitably, my mind briefly flits on the idea of spring cleaning the house. And I do mean briefly.
It is a deranged mind that loves house cleaning. To be perpetually obsessed about ridding the world of dust bunnies or banishing bathroom mold is a bit sick and twisted. Continue reading