No this is not my attempt at a romance novel or triple X movie. If you've searched for porno and landed here you are in the wrong blog. Move along now.
As many of my readers know there is nothing that can throw me into a cleaning frenzy than a visit from the MIL. Yes, it's that time for the annual MIL inspection. I might as well have Martha over for dinner and drinks.
Now we are not complete slobs over here. In fact we are quite the neat freaks when we want to be. Lately we haven't wanted to be if you get my meaning. We, and be we I mean me, have been keeping things pretty tidy as I go but there are just those days you don't feel like cleaning so you put it off until next week. Are you with me?
I mean what's the point of thoroughly washing the floor every week when the kids are home from school for the summer. A quick top cleaning is all that's really required when they are constantly going in & out with sand, water, mud, grass and whatever. I'm just happy they are spending time outside instead of driving me insane inside right?!
Dusting, I mean really ~ every single spot ~ P.L.E.A.S.E. I am not about to get up 8 feet in the air and clean above the cabinets in the entire house. I mean what person in their right mind would wear a white glove and carry a 2 step stool to inspect another persons home for dust up there, right?
I also have to give a great big shout out to the men who designed curios with doors for this century. In theory doors should cut down on the dust collecting in the cabinets right? Nope. It just means when the dust wiggles it's way into the cabinet through the poor seals it's there for good, no strong cross winds from windows open in the spring is going to help you there. No sirree.
Then there's the flower bed weeding. I mean why concentrate on weeding every single flower bed every week when you have to nurse a veggie garden to life. I mean we are talking about food here people not flowers. Besides, with each weeds size and girth the kids have been asking me what kind of flower they are so maybe she won't even notice. Perhaps she'll ask they are some wild country flower? I can flatly lie and tell her some crazy made up Latin name and explain they are native only to our area. It's worth a shot right?
Now let me move onto the fridge. It's not that it's not clean, nope. It's too clean actually. She begins to wonder if I feed her Grandchildren anything. See the typical fridge has each shelf, drawer and door compartment stuffed with condiments, leftovers and whatever. in fact ours is too clean meaning we hardly have anything in there. We are not a big 'leftovers' family. I cook enough to feed our family and move on, rarely any leftovers.
So as you move along thinking your Monday couldn't possibly get any worse let me remind you ~ yes it can! The MIL could be visiting by the end of the week! Crap.
As many of my readers know there is nothing that can throw me into a cleaning frenzy than a visit from the MIL. Yes, it's that time for the annual MIL inspection. I might as well have Martha over for dinner and drinks.
Now we are not complete slobs over here. In fact we are quite the neat freaks when we want to be. Lately we haven't wanted to be if you get my meaning. We, and be we I mean me, have been keeping things pretty tidy as I go but there are just those days you don't feel like cleaning so you put it off until next week. Are you with me?
I mean what's the point of thoroughly washing the floor every week when the kids are home from school for the summer. A quick top cleaning is all that's really required when they are constantly going in & out with sand, water, mud, grass and whatever. I'm just happy they are spending time outside instead of driving me insane inside right?!
Dusting, I mean really ~ every single spot ~ P.L.E.A.S.E. I am not about to get up 8 feet in the air and clean above the cabinets in the entire house. I mean what person in their right mind would wear a white glove and carry a 2 step stool to inspect another persons home for dust up there, right?
I also have to give a great big shout out to the men who designed curios with doors for this century. In theory doors should cut down on the dust collecting in the cabinets right? Nope. It just means when the dust wiggles it's way into the cabinet through the poor seals it's there for good, no strong cross winds from windows open in the spring is going to help you there. No sirree.
Then there's the flower bed weeding. I mean why concentrate on weeding every single flower bed every week when you have to nurse a veggie garden to life. I mean we are talking about food here people not flowers. Besides, with each weeds size and girth the kids have been asking me what kind of flower they are so maybe she won't even notice. Perhaps she'll ask they are some wild country flower? I can flatly lie and tell her some crazy made up Latin name and explain they are native only to our area. It's worth a shot right?
Now let me move onto the fridge. It's not that it's not clean, nope. It's too clean actually. She begins to wonder if I feed her Grandchildren anything. See the typical fridge has each shelf, drawer and door compartment stuffed with condiments, leftovers and whatever. in fact ours is too clean meaning we hardly have anything in there. We are not a big 'leftovers' family. I cook enough to feed our family and move on, rarely any leftovers.
So as you move along thinking your Monday couldn't possibly get any worse let me remind you ~ yes it can! The MIL could be visiting by the end of the week! Crap.
