There's a programme on daytime TV about women who are addicted to housework. Yes, I know it's hard to believe, but straight after 'How clean is your house' in which female versions of Batman and Robin swoop into unsuspecting victims' houses and expose their filthy, unsanitary houses to the nation, comes this programme about women who are addicted to housework. (The phrase 'from the sublime to the ridiculous' springs to mind here.)
Yesterday and today, I watched this programme, (in disbelief) in between doing other things, in the hope that some of this fanatical zeal for a home totally devoid of dust might rub off on me. Of course, I'm on a non-starter here because of NASA (remember?) but I could start on the rest of the house, maybe?
I tried, I really did. I got the duster and polish out, looked at the hoover, considered the Mr Muscle..............
It's no good, try as I might, I just CAN'T get excited about housework!
(And Keith wouldn't notice if I did anyway.)
7 comments:
I haven't got round to hoovering him up yet, Flighty!
Ironing I can do, washing-up, clearing kitchen etc, but dust and polish no chance!
LOL, you know i have that photo in my office! It serves as a reminder once a week to clean up all my paperwork and files, and to make sure nothing is growing under my desk!
Michelle, you are kidding! Wait till I tell Keith! lol
I manage to drag out the polish, duster and hoover every so often - normally around the time the dustbunnies start to mutate into dustmoose.
The only other thing that sends me into a cleaning frenzy is a phone call from a friend saying they are just around the corner and wanted to drop by for a coffee.....Argh!!!
Much like me, then, Sue. Can you believe some of the women on this programme actually hoover the patio and polish the bath?
Me too!!!!Glad to know I can blame it on my genes then!!!!
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