OMG!! Are you kidding me! :whistling: This is how it goes...
Every couple of years I (ingrained in me-thanks dad!:tup:) I grab garbage bags and boxes and begin the "clutter free" phase! This entails every card, vase of my fabulous "Dead Flowers", growing stacks of framed-unframed-soon-to-be framed-and just plain computer printed photos ALL go into memory boxes. Along with all the tons of other assorted knick knacks that we've managed to clutter every available space with. Out out out...I can't breathe with all this "stuff!" everywhere. Paper.......shred, file, shred, bag, shred, recycle.
End of Summer through Autumn and Winter...Bingo!
I'm a cleaning monster! Moving around, clean, clear, clutter, free!
I am afraid to wonder at those times, months actually, when I am unable to barely move or lift a broom, but I do.
Winter through Summer:
At least we started out clutter-free and clean because that was then and this is now...:ninja:
I have a dog that shreds at least as much fur as another dog per day. Now that my hair has not seen a salon in over a couple of years when it shreds it's a couple feet long so my husband makes quite the displace of pulling and pulling at one should it get on him, it does wonders for my housekeeping ego. Needless to say, don't wear white around here, it will be black by the time you leave and a bit fuzzy. And the dust, I am unsure how this happens but there is dust every single day! I just don't understand that! I have all the little conveniences, believe me, but this dust - despite the freaking rains - is still there. It must have gotten the memo on how much I really hate housework. :speechless:
So, I would gander to say that long story short, yes, I have a problem. :)
Rain