Lock Down fever has hit me! I returned to Spring Cleaning! Yesterday I washed the bed cover, a large object that filled the machine. It turns out it is actually white! For years I thought it was a kind of magnolia colour. Impressed with this, knowing the neighbours are all out, today I washed the big blanket. This remains mostly black but some colour now shows in various regions. Hopefull all are out tomorow and I will do the orange coloured one, I think that is orange...
The thing is I have to ensure folks are out or the whole building shakes, depending on which spin speed is used. Luckily the large objects were done on 'Duvet,' though I have not the courage to wash my duvet itself, much easier to buy a new one possibly. How many years should they last...?
The thing is large objects only get washed rarely, in this house years have passed by since the last time and the covers have done their work well, so why bother say I? Fussy people may grumble about the smell and the somewhat tinged covers but these people I refer to as just 'woke.'
After this I must clean out the cupboard I began Spring cleaning, oh about two years ago. Then there is 'under the bed,' which may produce many lost items as well as a wee bit of dust. I am in no hurry to look under there. Worse may be the trays on my desk. The last time I cleared the paperwork I had stuff going back four years, it creaks a bit now so there may be a similar outcome this time. Time! Where is a lazy person like me going to get the time to do all this, or indeed the energy? Oh, I begin to feel weak at the thought...
I had not heard from my favourite, intelligent, beautiful and talented niece for a while and was under the impression her work was keeping her busy. l ought to have known better! ln fact she was not keeping a social distance between herself and her husband and while forcing him to do all the cooking, even choosing the ingredients, and they have been working on child production. So now I have my favourite, talented, good looking, highly intelligent great neice/nephew to look forward to spending money on.
Her intelligence has ensured the birth will arrive in September, thus ensuring several gifts and avoiding them paying for same while Christmas approaches. Then the family will pile more on the spoiled genius to be.
Still, I suppose they had not much else to do in Lock Down...
3 comments:
My cleaner has an aversion to looking under beds so I only discover the density of the layers of fluff when hauling out a dog who does not wish to be bathed...
Why do I not look under the bed myself, you ask? Because I am of a nervous disposition.
Bedclothes should be washed twice a year whether they need it or not!
Fly, Can yous end a dog over, he can chase out whatever is under there?
Dave, Twice!!?? Dave you are a sick man!
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