Embracing the tiny, Day 2: Ablutions

A big part of me sides with the esteemed Quentin Crisp on matters of housecleaning.

The remaining portion grudgingly cedes the potential spiritual benefits of several days spent on one’s hands and knees applying a handheld steam cleaner to an expanse of filthy carpet. Release from obsessive thinking for a slice of the day; redemption, one square foot at a time. Each one the sweeter for being hard-won.

Plus there’s the sheer Morbid Fascination Factor. I mean, holy cats, that was one filthy @%$! rug.

xxx
c

This is Day 2 of a 21-day series. For more scoop on the who/what/why, go here.

5 comments

  1. YOU RULE! Just looked at your rug shot. I know my rug needs the same treatment, but I in no way feel up to it at the moment! I have de-cluttering to do first . . . It’s coming slowly – thanks for your 21 day writings, they lead me to at least hope.

  2. I love your idea for the series that embraces the tiny. Your second post makes me feel so much better about myself and my own housekeeping, too. Maybe, I’ll clean my carpets one day soon.

  3. I love you and your ablutions, and I will read about them any time of the day, or night. Colleen, Colleen, Colleen, Colleeeeen… (Sung to the tune of Jolene. Dolly Parton version.)

  4. Whenever i clean just becomes exponentially dirtier within a few days.I have tried to embrace the squalor but that doesn’t work either.It’s like i have the boulder and the hill on a bleeping hamster wheel(most adverbs deleted).I do love the feeling when occasionally my progress progresses in one direction.

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