Mightier than the Sword
Dennis with his vacuum is mightier than any sword. I can only imagine how many Asian Beatles, Box Elder Bugs and black flies he has captured in his shop vac. How do I escape them? I prefer doing in the early cool morning hours what needs to be done before they are active. They just creep me out when I feel one crawling on me.
What started for me this morning, was to have Dennis shake the kitchen and entry rugs for me and I would give the floors a Swiffer treatment. Not! I am not a neat freak. I do not have dirt phobias. When the dribbled orange juice all but waves to me from the floor in front of the kitchen counter . . . it is time to act. Our factory finish flooring has been through the test of times. The flooring needs a bit more TLC than it did twenty years ago. The Mr. Clean Erasers do a great job. It may also mean getting down and personal. Not this Grammie. I plop a damp eraser under the bare Swiffer mop and work some magic. I have also been known to use a nylon scrubby under the bare Swiffer mop with a bit of the Mr. Clean kitchen spray to fight the grime. It is very evident where the high traffic areas are in the kitchen. Let’s face it, as small as our kitchen is . . . it could be the entire floor. No back was going to be harmed during this task.
For as long as it may or may not last, the kitchen has been tidied. I don’t expect myself or Dennis to take off shoes coming from outside. I feel we deserve to use our home as we see fit.
Dennis gave me a ride to our city library after we had herring, cheese and crackers for our noon lunch. The city has some streets so tore up, the allies are the best mode of transformation. Long term parking is not an option, so it is best if the driver of said little red pickup is ready if it needs to be moved for equipment.
The studio didn’t get much time after my cleaning. It was important for me to rest the wearies. The wearies could be anywhere from the neck down to . . . wherever.
I do have a piece of fabric cut and pressed for an embroidery design. On the church tables the spools of thread are lined up like troopers that the design calls for. Before supper I hope to have a new needle in the sewing machine along with an oil and lube job. I am sure I will find a few balls of thread and fuzz under the hood. I am getting closer to beginning a project.
The oven meal of last night will put on a repeat performance for this evening with cranberries on the side.