housecleaning
Dec. 23rd, 2018 08:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7I made a Big Comprehensive List and stuck it on the magnetic whiteboard in the kitchen. Dude looked at it from across the room and literally boggled. "No, no," I said, "it's not that long, it's just-- I tried to put everything on it, ok, so like, it's not that much!" but he was Skeptical.
"I don't think we need to get it all done!" I said. "Just-- there's everything I can think of, and if there's anything that looks like a thing you can do easily enough, then you should do it, and if not, I mean--"
So there's the downside of Comprehensive Lists: they're incredibly intimidating because they're really long.
But. We've got a bunch of it done already. All is not woe and terribleness.
We wanted to get a growler of cider for Christmas, so we went to Blackbird Cider Hall (the Buffalo location and sat at the bar for a pleasant half-hour or so, having a sample and drinking some half-pints, before settling on a growler fill of the Christmas Cider limited edition.
Then we went to Wegman's, and survived. It was. It was an adventure.
Back at home, I made plov for dinner-- well, modified; I put some delicata squash in it, and used some bulk pork breakfast sausage and some truly excellent pork stock.
And then after dinner we got to work. Dishes done, put away. Dude cleaned the range top on the stove, which I do all the time and he has done maybe twice in twelve years. I tidied the bathroom and cleaned the bathroom floor. He took out the recycling. I folded all the laundry on the guest-bed, and separated the laundry from the project piles, and took a big box of cleaned and folded yurt hangings down to the basement. Dude cleaned the shower and tub and toilet. I put away the cleaned sheets I've had sitting in a laundry basket, folded, for a week. And I've done a load of laundry and put it away, and now I have all of the little rugs from the floor soaking in the washing machine. (I have a fantastic elderly washing machine that if you leave the lid up, will go through the fill and first agitation cycle, and then sit there, powered off, as long as you leave the lid up. Fantastic for heavily soiled things, whites I want to sit in the oxy-clean for a while, and large batches of tub-dyeing. When you come back to it, you just reset the dial to the beginning, flip the lid shut, and when it gets through the normal brief soaking phase, it'll drain and then continue as normal. Modern fancy electronic washers absolutely do not permit this, and I am dreading the day I'll have to get one.)
A few miles to go before I sleep, but there'll be a stopping point soon enough, and tomorrow is another day, and we don't have all that much left to do for Christmas.
"I don't think we need to get it all done!" I said. "Just-- there's everything I can think of, and if there's anything that looks like a thing you can do easily enough, then you should do it, and if not, I mean--"
So there's the downside of Comprehensive Lists: they're incredibly intimidating because they're really long.
But. We've got a bunch of it done already. All is not woe and terribleness.
We wanted to get a growler of cider for Christmas, so we went to Blackbird Cider Hall (the Buffalo location and sat at the bar for a pleasant half-hour or so, having a sample and drinking some half-pints, before settling on a growler fill of the Christmas Cider limited edition.
Then we went to Wegman's, and survived. It was. It was an adventure.
Back at home, I made plov for dinner-- well, modified; I put some delicata squash in it, and used some bulk pork breakfast sausage and some truly excellent pork stock.
And then after dinner we got to work. Dishes done, put away. Dude cleaned the range top on the stove, which I do all the time and he has done maybe twice in twelve years. I tidied the bathroom and cleaned the bathroom floor. He took out the recycling. I folded all the laundry on the guest-bed, and separated the laundry from the project piles, and took a big box of cleaned and folded yurt hangings down to the basement. Dude cleaned the shower and tub and toilet. I put away the cleaned sheets I've had sitting in a laundry basket, folded, for a week. And I've done a load of laundry and put it away, and now I have all of the little rugs from the floor soaking in the washing machine. (I have a fantastic elderly washing machine that if you leave the lid up, will go through the fill and first agitation cycle, and then sit there, powered off, as long as you leave the lid up. Fantastic for heavily soiled things, whites I want to sit in the oxy-clean for a while, and large batches of tub-dyeing. When you come back to it, you just reset the dial to the beginning, flip the lid shut, and when it gets through the normal brief soaking phase, it'll drain and then continue as normal. Modern fancy electronic washers absolutely do not permit this, and I am dreading the day I'll have to get one.)
A few miles to go before I sleep, but there'll be a stopping point soon enough, and tomorrow is another day, and we don't have all that much left to do for Christmas.
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Date: 2018-12-24 01:47 am (UTC)