Spick and Span

Humph I am exhausted. I dropped Max off at his girlfriends today so I could clean my old house for a few hours. There is something disheartening about knowing that I am cleaning not to live in, not to get a deposit back, and not to sell my house. I'll probably have to do it again a year from now when we try to sell. Luckily I was raised in a family where I am pretty sure the motto is, "We always get our deposit back," The place is really coming together, I will probably only need to invest a few more hours and that is mostly for the outside. I was very blessed to have the Beehive class come over last week and help clean, They took off a few layers of dirt for which I am super grateful. The annoying thing about cleaning is that no one really notices if a house is clean, only if it is dirty. (This is especially true of house guests.) It was also irritating cause the house I moved into was not clean and I could have been using my strength to clean it. Oh Well. To end on a happy note I would like to thank the inventor of the magic eraser! I hope where ever you are it is on a beach, your purse overflowing with money, (for surely only a women could come up with something that good,) and you are sipping fruit drinks while some one else is cleaning your house with magic erasers.