Today was a momentous day in our household. Today was the day that we got a cleaner.
I know, I know. When you've stopped throwing eggs and hissing I'll try to explain myself.
Well, firstly, I've never hidden the fact that I'M NOT A VERY GOOD HOUSEKEEPER (that actually wasn't meant to be in capitols but now that it is I think I'll leave it - it deserves a good shout out). My husband has far higher standards of cleanliness and far better methods than I do. It's just a pity that as 'The Breadwinner' he no longer sees fit to stoop to hoovering floors or washing clothes. Even on the weekend. Even in the holidays. Even when the clothes are his. Aaaanyway - as you can image this has lead to one or two heated debates Chez Kate.
Secondly, I've already told you about my Fancy Aspirations. So really, it was only a matter of time before I fired that other lot.
Also, there's the small issue of my beloved blog which of course was supposed to be for me to play around with when I was taking the occasional 'five' from, well, the housework. Somehow that five turned from minutes to hours and the house slowly fell apart. I have no idea when or how this happened but I've written a clear warning to you all in my Beginners Guide to Blogging.
Finally, life is just too damn short and cleaning is just too damn boring \ never-ending \ thankless \ depressing a task to keep doing day after day for the rest of my mothering years.
So, in case you've been thinking about it yourself - here's the recap:-
Reason No. 1 : Bad Housekeeper = Many arguments.
Reason No. 2 : Fancy Aspirations - Wouldn't it nice to have time to be a little bit fancier sometimes?
Reason No. 3: Time for, ahem, 'Hobbies' (Could even be linked to reason no. 2 if you're in the mood and someone needs convincing?)
Reason No. 4: No death by boredom.
Now I know it's only week 1 but I have a strong suspicion that now I've experienced some good clean living there can be no going back.
She better turn up next week or I can see tantrums brewing.
