We looked forward to these past holidays all year long. Not only is Christmas my favorite holiday, but spending it with the McFaddens is a real treat for me as well. All the cooking, all the companionship… it’s hard to believe that the holidays are already over. We had a good time, though, and we’ve got the pictures to prove it!
Josh is becoming such a photographer! (We want to print out the Hawthorn Sky picture really big, and hang it in one of our blue rooms). He’s trying to arrange taking a darkroom class at the Community Center this session so that he can learn to do some of his own film printing. He’s never worked in black & white before, so he’s going to have to learn to work with slightly different compositional elements. But at least we’ll have some “real” photos to add to our collection of thousands of digital ones.
So if Josh got inspired by photography over the holidays, I got inspired by something much more mundane… housekeeping. Josh’s mom keeps her house so spic and span that it looks like a magazine picture. And I’m sure you could eat off any surface you might wish to in Josh’s grandparents’ house! So when I was over there, thinking about the cluttered, dusty, cat-hairy state of my own home, I resolved to be better at upkeep in 2007. I bought a spray with bleach in it to keep my counters whiter (and truly disinfected). I bought some daily shower spray. The first thing I did when I got home was throw away everything in the fridge and wash all the shelves and drawers. And before I left Missouri I bought a whole bunch more stuff at the Macy’s Home Sale than I should have… new bath mats (so soft that the cats sleep on them), a new comforter, a new duvet, new sheets, new pans… I couldn’t wait to get home and try it all out.
That being said, it’s harder than it would seem to keep a lickably-clean house. When I was stuck at home all day while in graduate school I did housework for a couple hours a day, mainly as a way to avoid schoolwork. Now that I have a job and I’m away from the house all the time, when I get home all I want to do is rest. (The cats aren’t going to make it easy for me, either: there are already little nail-hooks in our duvet from where Butter climbed it earlier. And when we trimmed her claws earlier this evening, she left a snowdrift of cathair on everything!) It’s not that I don’t like housework, because I do. It’s just that, given the choice between vacuuming the carpet or taking down the Christmas decorations and simply posting about vacuuming on my blog, I tend to gravitate towards the latter.
Additionally, it’s hard to keep things looking non-cluttered when each of us has so many hobbies: picture stacks of paperback books, bags of knitting hung from doorknobs, sundry ceramic things stacked on every available surface, pieces of photography equipment cropping up in the most unlikely places, a spaghetti-like pile of computer and videogaming equipment by the TV corner, a pile of gardening magazines on the coffee table… you get the idea.
So I have decided that what the house needs, for starters, is a good, old-fashioned purge. Away with the books that we haven’t read in a year! Away with the clothes that never fit right anyway! Goodbye to the ceramic bowl that I can’t seem to throw away because it could have been so good! And once the closets are empty, maybe there will be enough space to store the stuff that is actually worth keeping. Then I can get the carpets scrubbed, and set up a weekly floors schedule, and maybe, if I’m lucky, even bully Josh into unloading the dishwasher and dusting once in a while. -grin-
Come to think of it, do we even own a duster?