As most of you know I have a day job, I have that eating habit I need to support. So as per employment agreement, every so often (once a year) I get a vacation. Well I just finished my two weeks off and I’m sure you all are interested in hearing what I did. If not pretend, because I’m telling anyway.
I cleaned my house.
I know what you’re thinking, what kind of vacation is that?
The necessary kind.
You see this wasn’t just the normal maintenance type of cleaning. This is the pull out the furniture (even the big stuff) and break up the party that the spiders and dust bunnies have been throwing. Don’t feel too bad for them, they’ll be back. They are dedicated party animals.
Why did it take me two weeks to clean my house? Well, you’ve got to remember I have to do this all by myself, and I'm discovering that housework is hard work.
I just know my mother is in heaven laughing at me right now.
So to do it right and not exhaust myself I limited myself to a room (sometimes half a room depending on big the furniture was ) every a couple of days. Not only did I clean them, but I also rearranged the rooms as well. For instance, I now have an office. Seeing that I am now a business owner as a writer I figured I needed a room dedicated to writing.
Not that I had any time to write during my vacation as I was too busy cleaning.
I also managed to clean out and organize the two remaining bedrooms, or as I prefer to think of them, my winter and summer residences. The smaller bedroom is closer to furnace, one of the few rooms I can keep warm in winter. Yes, we have weather in California every so often.
Now, the toughest job I came up against was cleaning out my Mom’s medicine cabinet. Not because it was messy but because it was so personal to her. Also when someone you’ve lived with a long time dies it’s like you keep expecting them to come back and be mad because you got rid of their stuff. Still, most everything had expired so it was time.
I know, I know, she died three years ago and I still haven’t cleared out all of her stuff. I’m working on it.
Well I’m now back to the day job and yes I had a good vacation. I didn’t have to get up early, I got my house clean and I have regained by sense of humor for my job. A necessary thing. Best of all, I have a real sense of accomplishment.
What was that? What about the closets?
Don’t ask about the closets.
That’s another vacation.