Today called for a trip to the Shopko Hometown store. I was in the market for a new Swiffer. The Swiffer I have will be moved down into the sewing studio as the smooth painted floor is a snap to keep free of angling, dangling fuzz and thread. Multiple wastebaskets just don’t seem to be in the right spot when a thread needs to be nipped. I bought our first Swiffer when Megan just learned to walk. It took only once for her to see me using it and she declared war in any and all rooms that didn’t mess her up when the handle was more than her arms could wrangle. Carrie and Jeremy took Megan along to a home and garden show. At a particular booth, Megan spied a Swiffer and then there was no stopping this wee moving machine.
Bringing home my new toy put me in a place much like when my Dad got a new addition to his woodworking shop or when Kevin got a new attachment for his multifunctional Dremel woodworking tool. Let’s try this out! I had not realized how warped the pad on the old Swiffer mop had gotten. The pad on the new Swiffer hits the floor 100%. How it all transferred from cleaning the floors to the refrigerator . . . I have no idea. It may be that I had to really get down on eye level of a shelf that a container of cottage cheese was resting. I can tell you Dennis missed his chance of putting a full sized keg of root beer in the cavity of a totally emptied refrigerator. As it were, every shelf and drawer can be removed for cleaning. I caught Dennis in a “local effort” mode. He washed shelving and drawers, I dried and as luck would have it, we got all the hardware back into the refrigerator. It was actually a good time to adjust some of the placement of the shelving depending on the height of some of the items.
All in all, this Saturday is just what my Mom Lena would have ordered . . . seek out and get rid of the old dirt and crud and make room for new dirt and crud that is coming our way in the next week.