Thursday, March 24, 2005


A few salient facts, as at March 24 2005:

1. There is a pyramid of rubbish in the hallway, impeding motion in and out of the house.
This is composed from:
  • paper that we should have recycled
  • glass bottles we should have recycled
  • tin cans we should have recycled
  • plastic bottles we should have recycled

Detection of a theme here is an exercise left for the astute reader.
In addition:
  • The trackpump that Jason broke the end of about a year ago
  • Some Dainese shin pads
  • A block of polystyrene
  • A lumicycle battery charger

What I'm getting at is that in the absence of female influence, a certain degree of lassitude developed with respect to keeping things clean and tidy. This has only been exarcebated since Scott arrived in the house, as his girlfriend seems to have no great drive to clean somebody else's house up. (How surprising, huh?)

2. My parents are visiting this weekend, while I will be riding a bicycle somewhere.

Upon cognisance of these two sets of facts, it should be apparent that I was thrown into something of a panic, and thus began to try to clean the house. But without any structure, it's unclear what should be cleaned regularly, and what should just be ignored. As any student of disease will tell you, IF YOU IGNORE SOMETHING, IT USUALLY GOES AWAY.

Thus what I need is a list of things to do, and then I can ignore the rest. Comments gratefully received, although given the name of this blog, utterly unexpected.

Candidate list for weekly duties:

  • Vacuum the carpet
  • Clean all the surfaces in the kitchen
  • Clean the toilet
  • Clean the entire bathroom
  • Expunge the recyclables from the hallway
  • Change the sheets
  • Dust
  • Monthly: rotate the mattress

But what else?

[Edit]Thanks to advice from envoyette, upgraded sheet rotation to once-weekly. Thanks for that [/Edit]


Envoy-ette said... husband married me thinking I would be an excellent maid. It was a surprise to both of us what he had expected! Oh yeah...change your sheets EVERY week.

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