Part of being domesticated is taking care of the place where you act domesticated and do domesticated things.
My place has been in need of a deep cleaning for months. “Deep cleaning” might be an understatement. Well, the majority of my place just needed a good dusting, sweeping, mopping and vacuuming. However, my bathroom needed quite a bit of what people commonly refer to as the key to any cleaning job: elbow grease. Now if only those people could tell me where I could buy elbow grease. If I could buy elbow grease, I would get the largest container of it possible. Economy-sized. Family-sized. Industrial-sized. Or maybe if someone could tell me what ingredients go into making elbow grease. I’ve been doing a lot of cooking lately, I think I could properly concoct it.
Until then, I guess I’ll just have to actually work to clean my bathroom. *Sigh*
My first plan of attack was the sink. I knew I could handle this with very little work. I just needed to douse the mirror with a little Windex, pre-wipe the counters with a wet paper towel, then re-wipe the counters with an antibacterial wipe. I wiped down the faucet too, just to get it back to its sparkly self.
Then I started looking for anything that would prevent me from cleaning what really needed to be cleaned: the shower/tub. I looked to the toilet first. You might have suspected that the toilet was where the real work needed to happen. Not so. The toilet grosses me out — as I would assume it does most people — so I actually try to clean it on a very regular basis. Let me tell you: Ever since I bought my first canister of antibacterial wipes, I use them all the time. Namely on the toilet. I wipe down all of the toilet, I wipe down the tile flooring around the toilet, I wipe behind the toilet. All of it. Anyway, I looked to the floors next. They were mostly just covered with dust, so that didn’t take very long.
And there it was. There was nothing else for me to do other than the tub. The biggest problem with the tub is the drain…I have long hair, and I have a lot of it. Unfortunately, I think some of it has wrapped itself around the inside of the drain and now the water just kind of sits in the tub, slowly draining. I don’t know how to fix this. I can’t take the topper thingie off the drain, so I don’t know how to “get in there.” Since I was stumped by the drain issue, I decided to tackle my next least favorite thing about cleaning the tub: the floor. I’ve tried multiple different scrubbing tools and nothing has really worked. Today, I decided to go with my Target-brand magic eraser. This seemed to work pretty well, but I think some of that elbow grease would have come in handy. Instead, I had to scrub super hard on the floor to get rid of whatever kind of buildup had accrued since the last time I had scrubbed (I’m not even going to tell you how long ago that was).
It took some time, and about half a Target-brand magic eraser, but I was able to scrub the tub floor pretty well. And that was as far as I got. I should have scrubbed the shower walls and the shower head, but I just didn’t feel like it. Part of it was because I wanted to sit outside in the sun (which I tried to do, but the clouds and crappy wind made it difficult), but most of it was because I was sick of cleaning. I had cleaned the living room, kitchen and dining/craft area. I was spent. I realize that may sound like I cleaned a lot, but if any of you knew how little square footage that was, you wouldn’t be too impressed. Either way, I didn’t want to clean anymore.
So here I am, watching a strange show on FLN about a 37-year-old single woman who’s trying to find a husband, and wondering how I’m going to un-clog my drain.