Yep, I did it. For the second time since we have been home from Europe, I had cleaners come in to clean my home.
David and I had a not-quite-complete communication about an end-of-the-year party for his whole staff at our home. I thought it sounded like a great idea, but I neglected to find out exactly when it might be happening. David logically thought that “end-of-the-year” meant just what it said: the last day of school. Which would have been fine… had I figured this out more than two days beforehand, and had the party day not also been my drug day.
Pulse Steroids Day is wacky, because no two of them are the same. Sometimes I have tons of steroid-induced energy; sometimes I just want to curl in a ball and drool in my bed. You never know. I wasn’t taking any chances on the possibility that I might not have the house up to par, so I got on the phone, and Fernando and Venicia agreed to come over on short notice and get things spruced up. (This also bought us some pre-drug hours to whip the front yard into shape. Things had gotten pretty straggly.)
Now, call me crazy, but my very favorite part of the cleaning experience was that they cleaned my laundry room. You know how a laundry room can slowly get a lovely patina of dryer lint on everything, and you might not even notice it? That wasn’t the case here. It was impossible not to notice it – linty, linty, linty. I don’t remember my old dryer blowing lint around like Greg’s does; I even checked the vent connections to be sure they were all tight.
But I digress. The moral of this story is that everything is now happily delinted. (That’s a word, right?)
While we are at it, I’d like to show you my two favorite things about my laundry room. First, I have a fantastic clothes-drying setup above my washer and dryer. I bought this hanging rack right after we moved in, because hanging clothes is a necessity when dealing with tall people. You definitely never want to put anything in the dryer, because inevitably it shrinks in length, never in width. Hanging stuff is also good for delicates, of course, and for band t-shirts that you want to preserve for as many decades as humanly possible.
(The dryer is currently serving as storage for all my outdoor chair mats. I was taken in by a couple of days of nice weather, so I broke them out. Then the regular June rain settled in. *sigh*)
My other favorite thing is my IKEA Grundtal wall shelf. It holds my laundry products neatly, and also serves as a great rack for hangers.
Yes, I have a million hangers, and yes, I have them hanging in color order. Why? So that when I hang up Quinland’s clothes, I can match the color of the shirt to the right colored hanger. I know, I know… Don’t judge me. It is my little OCD corner of the world. Speaking of OCD, I am irked that my non-staged photo shows all those microfiber dust cloths that someone dumped in a dishpan all cattywampus. They were all in one of those yellow boxes you see above, nice and neat. Hmph. The thing in the sink, on the other hand, is just homeless. I believe it goes in Greg’s dryer to dry a sweater on, all nice and flat. As far as I know, it’s never been used.
I could get sooooo addicted to having cleaning people. It is an amazing feeling to be in a home that is all nice and clean and to know that you didn’t have to do it. What a treat!