Lena Would be Proud
Fall housecleaning is in progress. Slowly but surely, one item at a time. Granted, the home is only 720 sq. ft. How long could it possibly take. I don’t make a drudge out of it. I don’t stay at it for hours on end.
This morning my agenda was to wash the window panes in the new screen door that we just had put in this summer. It’s quite the challenge to get the bottom window out of the frame. It is a Larson door, but how many models of Larson screen doors are available. Here in St. James . . . one. I was happy when the carpenter had the door installed, the area was made tidy, and we paid him and he was on his way. Later that day I asked Dennis where the keys were for the exterior of the screen door. His blank look allowed me to realize, it had just hit him that there were no keys as there was no exterior lock. Neither one of us had picked up on that as the installation was being done. Here we are with a Larson screen door that has no exterior lock. Hmm. As I mentioned, one type of door was available.
Dennis and I have become very adapt at using the skeleton house key for our old wooden interior door. That in itself was amazing that we had the skeleton key as we have used the exterior lock of the screen door for the last 20 plus years. In the end, I was pleased to get all the water droplets off of the panes and call it done. The fall cleaning continued down the basement steps and right on into the sewing studio.
Since we have had new basement windows installed it’s a matter of touching the items on the shelves to take off the dust and film of having a forced air furnace and AC. I didn’t get completely done in the sewing studio. Actually I got one wall done. I have quite a few shelves on the south wall and also quite a few items sitting on those shelves. It felt good to put everything in its place. When I get busy, I tend to pick items up, use them and plop them down at the first empty available spot.
Tomorrow is another day. Another day to put the fear of God into dust bunnies. Fear not, I will find them. Thanks mom, Lena, for instilling in me the self satisfaction of fall housecleaning.