Okay – I am decidedly Less Busted than I’ve been these past 2 weeks – thanks for hanging in there with me! So let’s talk about Spwing v. Autumn Cleaning, shall we? (the Squoo is because Spwing needed a friend – it’s what C’s 6yr old daughter said (‘my daddy said ‘squoo you’) in response to another kid trying to bully her. 10 years on and I still laugh!!
During the weirdest part of my recovery, where I still felt puny but couldn’t stand it another nanosecond, I started tearing each room in this little shack apart, starting with the kitchen. I simply cannot take the sight of 320,000 pieces of vintage mixware anymore! I de-accessioned 20% of stuff I sort of liked and 100% of what I couldn’t care less. Went on to the cabinets and, come one howling Autumn day, I will tackle my spice cabinet. I suspect there will be sedatives involved for that one!
I then lost my natural mind and tore apart the pantry (a 3’x4’x6′ metal cabinet)… omg. Oatmeal. 1/3cup left in a 42oz container. Who knew oats could turn GREEN! El O Era frosted cereals (his, not mine) … from 2018!!! And.. apparently my friends think I need mustards because 80% of the FOURTEEN different specialty mustards were gifts. I see at least one chicken in mustard sauce in my future.
I could question why I had boxes of cereal from the Jurassic era still in that pantry but I suspect the answer would just make me sad. So we’ll move along, shall we?
March and I talked about this urge and wondered why we focus so much on Spring Cleaning; after all, Spring is the time we re-open our doors, hearts and minds to the notion of Outdoors. With the exception of throwing open the windows and changing silk and flannel bedding for cotton, my mind is firmly fixed on the outside, which is where I’ll be until October.
But now? We’re beginning the turn inward. And the idea of being stuck inside a house that’s the domestic equivalent of a bear’s hibernation butt-plug is… well, it’s icky! As we go into cooler weather the ceiling fans are turned off – and… yikes!!! I spent the better part of Saturday morning disassembling the fans and oil-soaping the living daylights out of those things. What was I thinking, letting them get so greasy (with that weird, furry ick attached to the grease)? Answer: I wasn’t. I was outside. Squoo them fans! I had roses to deadhead!
It has been easier than I thought, purging a lot of stuff (I don’t need 28 dishtowels, 10 of which are stained and holey – those will make great polishing rags)… and more difficult purging other stuff (2 of the 3 self-portraits of my first DH have to stay… because they’re good). Culling the vintage mixware was easier – even the Pyrex. Ain’t NOBODY need 25 mixing bowls, not even me. Actually, especially me. As I said in an earlier post, so much of that was just trying to fill the holes in my miserable, unhappy soul – since I’m no longer miserable nor unhappy I can let all that go. Well, okay. Not all of it. Some of it really makes me happy – that stuff I’ll keep. Everything else goes.
Throwing out old pillows brought back a weird little childhood memory – I must’ve been 7? 8? and I remember being absolutely mesmerized by those Do Not Remove Under Penalty of Law tags affixed to every pillow. ‘What would happen if I ripped that tag off?’ I wondered. One day, I did rip the tag off – and I remember running to the window, fully expecting a squad car to come racing down Wabash Ave, sirens and lights blazing… they would bust down the door and haul my criminal ass away.
Alas, it did not happen. So I put the pillowcase back on and vowed to test the legal limits of my young, suburban life another day. That probably didn’t happen, either, though. I was a pretty law-abiding kid. But now I take off ALL the tags!!! Because. I. Can.
So. What about you Posse? Do you scrub in Spring or Autumn? Tell an Almost-Healed Musette what spurs your Cleaning Genie. I will channel The Girl and poke a nail for a winner.
And… don’t think I’d forgotten about past winners, you patient lot! Here ya go:
It’s Not You:
Turn,turn,turn (with Angel up there in the bathtub)
gmail your evilauntieanita with your details and I’ll get some fun stuff out to you!!!