So, when we bought this house, a hundred years ago (or so it seems) I was SO EXCITED. It was like stepping back in time. Oh my, there were marble sinks, MARBLE!! And RADIATORS! And HARD WOOD FLOORS all over the house. And the windows have 'runny glass' you have to look through them 'just right' to see clearly. Oh, and let us not forget the transoms above the doors... wow... so what if they don't shut tight- aren't they cool? Ah yeah.
Twenty + years later, I still like the marble sinks...but am always wondering if I'm cleaning them right? Probably not. Oh and there is the problem with the one that had a large chuck fall out of the bowl.
I HATE the radiators. The damn things are in the way. Wherever I want to place a strategic piece of furniture, I can't, there's a radiator in the way
The windows... still like the runny glass okay, but the breeze that comes in around them...well I could sure live without that. And it blows around the damn dust balls that seem to appear out of now where and are the same size as a guinea pig.
The transoms....nail those bad boys shut. Period.
Then there are the floors... they are lovely, when they don't have the a fore mentioned dust ball tumbleweeds and/or the tracks from wet shoes (a lovely bonus for this time of year).
So with all this said, I decided to hire a cleaning lady. I mean, really, how can one woman do all the things that need to be done to maintain a lovely old home? Right? Right.
So, I gotta go clean, before she comes. ugh.
1 year ago