I’m slowly adapting to life after a spinal fusion. I hate that I cannot do as much as I did before. Cleaning, although I’ve always hated it, is one major area I’ve been working on for months. I’ve had to relearn how to sweep, vacuum, and mop so that I will not hurt myself. I’ve struggled and at points wanted to just say the hell with it and let the house turn into a pig sty. But, of course, that only lasts for a few days before it drives me nuts.
What I really need is help. Help releasing clutter. Help organizing essentials. Help figuring out what time-saving essential cleaning tools are out there. Overall, just help. Tim isn’t much help because he hates cleaning as much as I do. Cleaning just isn’t interesting. It isn’t fun. Of course, I could try to make it fun like by putting on music or only do a few minutes of it. But, it’s still not fun. I really want someone to do it for me and not charge an arm and a leg. I don’t want white glove clean. I just want run of the mill, lived in clean. Sweep, mop, vacuum, clean the bathrooms, dust the ceiling once a year, and figure out how to prevent cat and dog hair from congregating into fur balls in every corner of the house. I don’t really think it’s much to do but it’s the stuff I truly hate doing.
I’ve tried to convince Tim for years that we need a housekeeper but I can never find one that is not arm and leg expensive. Maybe I’ll look on Craigslist.