But I tell ya what, if your house were as filthy as mine is after months of only hit-and-miss cleaning, you’d be excited too. Granted, I finished only half the house, but that’s the half folks would see if I ever actually did have visitors. Come now! It won’t stay like this long. I’ll try to get the bathroom clean before you get here–or better yet, stop at the Shell station up the road.
I’m most excited about getting my stove clean. Last week, I managed to get the microwave clean, and through some miracle, it has managed to stay that way, but the stove is a different matter. These days, if I feel strong enough to cook, I cook enough to last us several days–just get it all over with at once. After going on my creative culinary spree, I barely have enough energy to eat what I’ve made, much less clean up the mess I left behind. After a few hours’ rest I get the dishes done, if MSB hasn’t already done them, but cleaning the stove is never on the to-do list.
I cleaned it! It sparkles! No grease, no nasty tomato-sauce spits, no spill-overs. It’s clean, I tell you!
Poor MSB. We’re down to the last of the leftovers, but what can I say? My stove is finally clean. I may never cook again.