I am very proud of my sparkling sink.

April 13, 2014

Posted By: Shaunescy

The sun has set on this wonderful Saturday. It is spring and truly only a few weeks away from the fresh madness of summer. I am spring cleaning. Rubber gloves stay in close range, I can open all the windows while vacuuming to help all of the dust that I raise settle. There were predictions of snow for today but the weather held out and I breathed a sigh of relief as I tackled some of the nooks and crannies that I always notice and don't seem to be able to get a cleaning brush into.

I am very proud of my sparkling sink.

The poor abused thing. Coffee grounds gather at it's edges and hard water mars the gleam of the chrome plated fixtures. The dishes are always emptied out of the sink after meals, rinsed and placed in the dishwasher, but other than a perfunctory swipe with a cloth, my sink gets short schrift. Not today my friend, not today.

At least, not this afternoon.

Today, I lazed about for most of the morning and then I got antsy, about 3 shots of espresso in. My febrile mind waking to the idea that, it is indeed spring and that summer is coming, with summer comes summer guests and although I sweep constantly like all mothers of school aged kids do, I haven't mopped in a few weeks. Ugh.

I decided to tackle some of the most offensively neglected areas of my house. On my hands and knees in the kids' bathroom to scrub the grout. Yeech, they are dingy little grubber-buns. The lint below the toilet paper roll on the tile was enough to use as a secondary sponge. The accumulated dirt and dust on the top of the radiators throughout the house and the track of the sliding door and every handle, knob and switch plate destroyed 3 wash cloths.

Took me about an hour.

This put me into zen-cleaning-mode. My family is clued in about this and knows to simply let me be, so I headed to the kitchen with a mind to re-organize in a way that enables my kids to get their favorite all-day every-day snacks for themselves. Clearing everything from the counters except what I use multiple times a day. Moving my serving dishes all to one place. Putting appliances that don't get used even once a week into the pantry -- with an eye to move them to Salvation Army. I got it done.

I called the smalls into the kitchen to re-orient them. Telling them that I was installing a new 'self-help' policy and that I have put the foods that they can make for themselves in their reach. Expecting them to nod and say, 'ok mom,' and return to their cartoons like zombies.

Instead, they actually said, "Wow, mom! Great! Can I make some toast?" And, "Oh, look! my favorite bowl is right here, can I have some Cheerios"

It couldn't have been simpler. I feel brilliant.

So, for myself, after dinner, I decided to really clean my sink. Which means that I wet it, cover it with baking soda and scrub every millimeter of it with a clean washcloth. Gunk, grime and hard water scale disappears. I am done and I get to look out of my window, secure that tomorrow -- I get to play out there, to play outside, with zero guilt.


All my best, BunnyFufu ~ The Housewife

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