Monday, 3 September 2018

Clean days

Say one thing about mornings say they have a tendency to begin burgeoning from reluctant dawn breaks to expeditious daytime.
It's only now that I have scraped myself some time to finally sit down and have a cup of cozy tea and after being awake for almost five hours that's a shame, well, not as much since I try begin my morning feeding ritual after 9:00 on most days but even so.

Life is busy, there are some organisational declutters I've vowed and it's nearing an end and what's left is a good rub down of the whole place, that is rubbing all surfaces and glasses and almirahs and doors and windows with baking soda to have them sparkle.
I mean for my house to look like an explosion in Swarovski factory.

Talking of declutter, oh the things I threw and gave away. Surprisingly there were many a takers for a lot of junk.

Something suddenly stirred within and I got rid of almost all silicone baking and fridge ware.
I know it sounds odd seeing how silicon is magic stuff that keeps everything from sticking but I've found myself building an aversion to those things and there's a certain smell to it that my nose immediately disagrees with.
I've kept back only a couple time tested and much needed silicon baking items, the rest including a good many silicon ice trays are gone because once they've been in the fridge repeated number of times they sustain an odd fridge like odour that doesn't wash away no matter how I try and only fades with time and one can't keep waiting for time to replace odour.

A couple boxes of clothes, 5 pairs of shoes, 3 bedcovers, 2 sets of highball and wine glasses that I found myself falling out of love with, some utensils and plastic boxes and a good many miscellaneous items are now no longer a part of my house and I feel all the better for it.
Some indulge in retail therapy some in ridding therapy.

Today's agenda includes laundry that'll put all laundry to shame.
I intend to strip away couch covers, cushion covers, seat covers, shower curtains and such and spin em till they gleam.

That's a lot of gleaming to be sure but then I'd not expect anything less than a pair of goggles worn by anyone strolling through my house.

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