My Rock and Roll Lifestyle
Sep. 5th, 2003 08:45 pmThat's extreme sarcasm, by the way.
I took the day off because I'm getting quite run down and I've got a lot to do in the next few days. Those of you who've seen me recently will be relieved to hear I went to the hairdressers and got my roots done and a trim.
I intended to clean the kitchen and the bathroom today. Unfortunately, our bathroom, even more so than the kitchen, was bought and installed by someone who was either unaware that stuff needs cleaning; or liked to make a martyr of themselves and clean constantly.
While I'm really anti-minimalism in the rest of the house, having a kitchen and bathroom that are easy to wipe down when necessary is something I'd really like. I may not have a domestic bone in my body, but I wasn't raised in a barn, and I really wish it was easier to get these rooms clean. At least the bathroom floor has nice tiles that wipe up nicely. Unfortunately the kitchen doesn't. Also, the bathroom is at least *nice*, if impossible to keep 3-D wall features dust-free or to wipe down easily when it gets too grubby, which is more that can be said for our *cough* "lovely" kitchen cupboards.
I finally took the bathroom curtain down to clean. It was a curtain/blind affair attached by way too many tiny bits of string tied with lots of little knots. I spent half an hour removing it carefully (getting covered in dust in the process) and put it in the washing machine, but have decided not to put it back up - it wasn't that nice, we have never used it (due to the layout of the surrounding houses, there is no way anyone can see in the window anyway), and all it does is obscure some of the little light we get in there. I just want to know who the hell thought it was a good idea in the first place.
The first rule of housework when you have ME is you have to be prepared to settle for "cleaner than it was" rather than really clean, and today was a perfect example of that.
I have also been reading Gilda O'Neil's My East End, an oral history of the "golden age" of the East End. It's got its interesting bits of information (my interest is primarily in the area in the 18th and 19th centuries), but on one level comes across as a prolonged exercise in self-justification. (Insert old chestnut about good sense of community, etc). For all she (rightly) writes that the area has been a magnet for immigrants of all cultures since the Middle Ages, so far there have been no interviews with any people from the ethnic minorities.
PS I really hate the new LJ home page.
I took the day off because I'm getting quite run down and I've got a lot to do in the next few days. Those of you who've seen me recently will be relieved to hear I went to the hairdressers and got my roots done and a trim.
I intended to clean the kitchen and the bathroom today. Unfortunately, our bathroom, even more so than the kitchen, was bought and installed by someone who was either unaware that stuff needs cleaning; or liked to make a martyr of themselves and clean constantly.
While I'm really anti-minimalism in the rest of the house, having a kitchen and bathroom that are easy to wipe down when necessary is something I'd really like. I may not have a domestic bone in my body, but I wasn't raised in a barn, and I really wish it was easier to get these rooms clean. At least the bathroom floor has nice tiles that wipe up nicely. Unfortunately the kitchen doesn't. Also, the bathroom is at least *nice*, if impossible to keep 3-D wall features dust-free or to wipe down easily when it gets too grubby, which is more that can be said for our *cough* "lovely" kitchen cupboards.
I finally took the bathroom curtain down to clean. It was a curtain/blind affair attached by way too many tiny bits of string tied with lots of little knots. I spent half an hour removing it carefully (getting covered in dust in the process) and put it in the washing machine, but have decided not to put it back up - it wasn't that nice, we have never used it (due to the layout of the surrounding houses, there is no way anyone can see in the window anyway), and all it does is obscure some of the little light we get in there. I just want to know who the hell thought it was a good idea in the first place.
The first rule of housework when you have ME is you have to be prepared to settle for "cleaner than it was" rather than really clean, and today was a perfect example of that.
I have also been reading Gilda O'Neil's My East End, an oral history of the "golden age" of the East End. It's got its interesting bits of information (my interest is primarily in the area in the 18th and 19th centuries), but on one level comes across as a prolonged exercise in self-justification. (Insert old chestnut about good sense of community, etc). For all she (rightly) writes that the area has been a magnet for immigrants of all cultures since the Middle Ages, so far there have been no interviews with any people from the ethnic minorities.
PS I really hate the new LJ home page.
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Date: 2003-09-05 03:17 pm (UTC)As for cleaning... this place is too old and run down and generally un-loved so it's a real bugger, and in fact it's impossible to get it really clean. Thing that bothers me though is what the Hell is that lump under the kitchen lino?