There's something about a sparkly, clean house.....
...that so pleases and satisfies me. My home has always been important to me and it has always been my most favorite place to be or to spend my vacation.
I've always made it a warm and welcoming nest, primarily for my own satisfaction, but also so that guests and visitors will feel comfy.
And I must admit I have enjoyed cleaning up until very recently when it has become a too laborious chore or when a teenager when I had no choice. Fussing and puttering around the house has always been a favorite pastime.
There is a great satisfaction in working my way around a room, dusting, polishing, sweeping,, vacuuming, moping and then the final arranging or rearranging of things. I can't count the number of days I have spent doing this with such great pleasure.
At the end of a cleaning day, I would have a long, hot soak in my sparkling clean tub, in my squeaky clean bathroom, by candlelight with soothing music playing with something a bit intoxicating to sip. After that I would put on clean pajamas, go from room to room admiring my hard work as surfaces shimmered and sparkled in the dimmed lights. And finally, climbing into my bed with crisp, clean sheets, stretching out, and falling into the deep and restorative sleep of satisfaction and physical weariness.
For most of my adult life I've had this attitude, energy and experience about cleaning. But, these past few years the physical effort has been more than I can muster. I would imagine myself doing things, but once I started, I would hardly get anything done and needed to rest. This took all the pleasure out of it and made it a chore I dreaded.
So, l simply stopped regular cleaning. Living alone with just my 2 senior citizen cats my house really doesn't get messy or dirty. Some stuff gets tracked in on shoes and paws, over time some dust will settle. Doing what my Mother always referred to as "a lick and a promise" would keep things in pretty good order for a long, long, time. But every fall and Spring I have done a major floor to ceiling cleaning.
I was lucky last fall, my daughters were available and they did a great job. But both are quite busy now, so they couldn't help me out. I used Project Advisor to find a cleaner near me and oh, what a dream. I don't mention names, because I don't have releases, but will provide this link, which is to public information.
https://www.homeadvisor.com/rated.LucieneDaSilvaHouse.70286182.html
This lady arrived early, started right in and worked without a break the entire day. She cleaned like I would have if I could. There isn't a surface or spot in my entire home that isn't clean, shiny, sparkling. The windows appear invisible and, as it is a clear, sunny day, the light streams in. She not only washed the windows, she vacuumed and washed the sills and she vacuumed the screens! Nothing to block out any light. She vacuumed the exhaust fans in both bathrooms! Every picture and mirror was dusted and polished, the reflection of light off of them is stunning.
I am so pleased with my sparkling house and feel it is now ready for prospective buyers to fall in love with at an open house.
Next: Editing my stuff for the open house, ugh!
I've always made it a warm and welcoming nest, primarily for my own satisfaction, but also so that guests and visitors will feel comfy.
And I must admit I have enjoyed cleaning up until very recently when it has become a too laborious chore or when a teenager when I had no choice. Fussing and puttering around the house has always been a favorite pastime.
There is a great satisfaction in working my way around a room, dusting, polishing, sweeping,, vacuuming, moping and then the final arranging or rearranging of things. I can't count the number of days I have spent doing this with such great pleasure.
At the end of a cleaning day, I would have a long, hot soak in my sparkling clean tub, in my squeaky clean bathroom, by candlelight with soothing music playing with something a bit intoxicating to sip. After that I would put on clean pajamas, go from room to room admiring my hard work as surfaces shimmered and sparkled in the dimmed lights. And finally, climbing into my bed with crisp, clean sheets, stretching out, and falling into the deep and restorative sleep of satisfaction and physical weariness.
For most of my adult life I've had this attitude, energy and experience about cleaning. But, these past few years the physical effort has been more than I can muster. I would imagine myself doing things, but once I started, I would hardly get anything done and needed to rest. This took all the pleasure out of it and made it a chore I dreaded.
So, l simply stopped regular cleaning. Living alone with just my 2 senior citizen cats my house really doesn't get messy or dirty. Some stuff gets tracked in on shoes and paws, over time some dust will settle. Doing what my Mother always referred to as "a lick and a promise" would keep things in pretty good order for a long, long, time. But every fall and Spring I have done a major floor to ceiling cleaning.
I was lucky last fall, my daughters were available and they did a great job. But both are quite busy now, so they couldn't help me out. I used Project Advisor to find a cleaner near me and oh, what a dream. I don't mention names, because I don't have releases, but will provide this link, which is to public information.
https://www.homeadvisor.com/rated.LucieneDaSilvaHouse.70286182.html
This lady arrived early, started right in and worked without a break the entire day. She cleaned like I would have if I could. There isn't a surface or spot in my entire home that isn't clean, shiny, sparkling. The windows appear invisible and, as it is a clear, sunny day, the light streams in. She not only washed the windows, she vacuumed and washed the sills and she vacuumed the screens! Nothing to block out any light. She vacuumed the exhaust fans in both bathrooms! Every picture and mirror was dusted and polished, the reflection of light off of them is stunning.
I am so pleased with my sparkling house and feel it is now ready for prospective buyers to fall in love with at an open house.
Next: Editing my stuff for the open house, ugh!
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