Yes, I know it's autumn, not regular spring cleaning season, but I spent the entire morning and half the afternoon spring cleaning my bedroom.
Take a seat, I'll tell you.
Two nights ago I was in bed doing a code cracker puzzle or three, when Angel jumped up onto the bed for a scratch behind the ears. I tossed the book and pen aside and the pen rolled off the bedside chest, falling down behind it.
When Angel had had enough of the patting and jumped off the bed, I could have walked into the lounge room for another pen, but instead I pulled the bedside chest away from the wall to retrieve the fallen one.
Oh boy! I had no idea there would be so much dirt down there!
I vacuum the room on a regular basis. You can stop laughing now, I do too vacuum.
At least once a month.
If I remember.
And if I'm in the mood.
Anyway, this morning I decided I should do something about the amount of 'ugh' down behind those drawers. Probably a similar amount of 'ugh' down behind every other set of drawers in the room too, and under the bed. Behind the bookshelf too.
So, the spring cleaning.
I took a couple of drawers out of each set and stacked them in the lounge room, so the cabinets wouldn't be too heavy to shift away from the walls, then I pulled each of them into the lounge room except the biggest one.
Then I swept the skirting boards, under the bed and the spaces where all the drawers had been.
Holy Dust Bunnies!
There was so much actual dust, larger grit, one very dead spider and long rolling streams of accumulated cat fluff, I filled the dustpan twice. Then I vacuumed, just to be sure I'd got it all.
I remade the bed, damp dusted all the drawers and their cabinets, then began the long process of putting all the drawers back. Why a long process? Well, I like things tidy, organised, so after the cabinets went back and before the drawers went back in, I took the time to sort and tidy each one. Colour coded the rows of socks even.
I found a few things I thought I had lost forever. My favourite pink pen. An envelope of black plastic cut-outs of bats, cats and witches that I'd strung up for Halloween in my previous home and when I couldn't find them after moving here, I thought I must have tossed them in a Vinnie's bin. A brand new nail file and a book of stamps that somehow had got caught in between the pages of last year's budget exercise book. I like to keep track of my incomings and outgoings and exercise books are cheap, so I have a whole stack of them, for budgeting, shopping lists, blog notes and so on.
With everything finally back in place, the bedroom is lovely. It seems more restful too, somehow.
But now the lounge room looks grubby (*~*)
A nice City.
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