Am I the only one who neglects my house during the summer months? Like really neglects? I love being outdoors, get so busy tending gardens, raising birds, swimming, fishing, berry picking, spending time with people, canning and preserving that sometimes, I forget I’m a housekeeper.
And sometimes, I don’t try to remember.
Who wants to wash dishes when it’s 100 degrees outside and in? To mop the floor when a barefoot trek through the garden for salad greens just brings dirt back in? Wash laundry when we can go swimming in the clothes that need washing…?!
But I must be honest: the housekeeper in me is usually smothered out during the summer months.
Dish rags often hang out in the kitchen sink until I begin noticing…a funny smell.
I rarely stop to asses the condition of our bathroom…until we have visitors. Of course, its then that I begin to notice the hairballs in corners, garden dirt not quite washed away in the sink, the brown waterline ring in the toilet.
Often, our bed sheets and pillow cases remain unchanged for…but the length of time shall remain unnamed! Its too humbling, particularly when summer is the dirtiest time of year ’round here! And yes, I confess: some nights I’m too tired to wash my black feet before crawling into bed.
I discovered it doesn’t matter: whether I wash them or not, they stay black. So why bother?!
HOUSEKEEPER ON THE LOOSE
Winter has come. Harvesting activities have slowed. And I? I have moved back indoors, where I get to daily observe the results of my laziness this past summer.
Now, I must make up for everything I didn’t do when so distracted. Fall cleaning. And sorting. Putting the summer’s mess to rest.
Having spent 2 1/2 years in one location, we’ve accumulated more stuff than ever before. Which actually isn’t saying much. When we moved down, the furniture we owned consisted of a log bed (which we made 4 months prior), a memory foam, one fold-up chair, the piano and it’s bench. Housekeeping was quite simple.
Sorting through ‘junk’ or unused items? There wasn’t anything to sort through!
But now? Oh now! In spite of our attempts to avoid it, we certainly have accumulated furniture while living in this large home!
Along with other useful stuff.
Food preserving supplies are scattered throughout my pantry. Straining cloths are stacked in piles. Jars are scattered throughout, along with their lids and bands. The dehydrator is smeared in the stickiest juices imaginable. And that corner where I keep the grain grinder? There’s a light film of flour due to the grinder’s slow leak!
The kitchen cupboards could use a good scrubbing, both inside and out. Items needs to be sorted through and tossed while others need to be re-homed.
Clothes. It’s time to go through and purge once again. If I didn’t wear it this past year, it’s time to get rid of it. To unpack winter gear and put away summer’s shorts and light shirts.
Clutter. The never-ending clutter. Time to go through and clear out cabinets, cupboards and drawers. To sort through our ‘catch all’ baskets, jars and boxes. To sort through material and rug making supplies. To toss, burn and purge.
Too much stuff and so? It shall go!
Think of me!
I shall be busy sorting, selling, tossing and burning. Let me know if you need anything! Canning rings? Old peanut butter jars? Receipts? Holey socks and underwear?
But I shall fly at it this week, likely accompanied by the audio book ‘Pride and Prejudice’-never read/heard it before-and perhaps, a cup of tea!