It's pouring down outside so the planned foray into the teeming mass that passes for my garden has been postponed awhile. Instead I decide to have a go at making a bid for domestic godhood.
- I shall tell people that the living room window is in that state so that the baby goldfinches don't injure themselves by flying into it.
- I have glared at that spider's web. Twice.
- I have applied Febreeze to the dust on the living room floor. According to the advert on the telly my living room shall now become awash with teenage girls, all giggly and excited. It has to be admitted: the only way I could even manage the energy for so much as a conversation with a roomful of teenage girls would be for me and they both to be under the influence of chloroform.
- Some damned fool thought it would be a good idea to wash the quilt in the bath. Seeing as how this is a single male household there's not a lot of point in having a row about it. It's a hike and a half to the nearest laundrette and there's no buses that way on a Sunday so it's arguably the only way to get it done. Most of the procedure involves beating the quilt with a stick until it stops moving. I did consider steam-cleaning it but then I remember that last time I ended up having to get a new shower curtain rail.
- I may do the washing up.
Did somebody say ironing? It is to laugh!
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it's raining outside? find a book and a glass of y'all's favorite beverage and forget about doing anything else, sugar! ;~D xoxoxoxo
Kevin - you live life on the edge. And it's raining here now too. I'm playing inside now, mostly watching the irrepressible sparrows doing something odd to our pile of old tree cuttings.
I now have an image of you beating a wet quilt.
Kevin: trample the bed spread in the bath. That way you beat the dirt out and clean your feet at the same time. When it stops raining hang it in the fresh air- preferably near a rosemary bush. You're excused ironing;)
Oh dear. I relate to this far too well.
I've even done the washing the quilt in the bath thing. Only once, though.
Hello
Fairyhedgehog said to come here and laugh at you!
NO!! She didn't, I;m kidding! She said to come over here and say a big hello! :-)
But I do relate to the quilt in the bath thing. I tried to do that once only. I don't have a car and the laundrette only opens on weekdays when I'm at work. So yes, like you I beat the darned thing (with my loofa) but the worst was after. As in where on this god's green earth do I drip dry it?
See I don't have a garden - just a bit of patio at the front.
and of course the thing has not only expanded but gained weight and is also one very grumpy quilt.
Anyway, just to say - I feel your pain!
Take care
x
when I was single I tried to solve all these cleaning problems by putting lots of effort into trying to work out the cost/benefit ratio of living at a Travelodge.
An iron is best used as a blunt instrument. I do iron about once every five years.
Ironing?
That's a golf-related term, right?
You've done well. Treat yourself to beer and football...
savannah: you tell me this afterwards! (-;
Madame deF: a rock 'n' roll lifestyle, I've got.
I'm not going to ask what your sparrows were doing. I need to keep some illusions.
Willow: now, why did I blush when I read that?
Pat: I knew I should have asked you first.
fairyhedgehog: I've done it a few times and still haven't learned the lesson.
Old Kitty: Hello and welcome! I know whereof you speak. That's how I broke the shower curtain. And a chair.
worm: I actually know somebody who virtually does that. He visits his bedsit for a day or so about once a month.
Hi Bernita! You're more disciplined than me.
jj: hello! I think so. It would explain why iron tablets are shaped that way.
Nota bene: I think instead of would have worked better.
I've washed the quilt in the bath. It is indeed only something you do once.
It's cheaper all round to just buy a new one!
Sx
Scarlet: this is an Age of Austerity. I may just fill the duvet cover with old newspapers.
Kevin have you ever asked yourself, what will happen if I don't do the ironing?
Exactly.
Inky: you've read my mind.
You'll have to iron your quilt eventually. That's the only way to make sure it's really dead.
Murr: I fear you may be right
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