Posts Tagged 'spring cleaning'

Super spring cleaning

Which means trying to fit in too many projects, throwing out crap, donating other stuff, purgepurgepurge, and removing the damage that East Wash and a backyard train continuously wreaks on our abode.

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Spring!

At the risk of jinxing everything, I have to say that it truly feels like spring here! Most of the snow is gone and the sun is shining. While I have little doubt that we still have some snow in store for us this season, I feel like we’re going to make it! And Daylight Savings Time has started, which is the best thing in the universe.

Because I’ve felt bottled up and stuffy, I got an early start on spring cleaning this weekend. The windows were open and the vacuum cleaner was purring. Actually, it was more grumbling because it was forced to work triple duty. As most of you know, I’m a fairly clean person (except when it comes to showering, which I won’t go into). I vacuum at least weekly — it’s a must when combining Kate’s pathetic allergies with Gracie’s intense need to leave her fur everywhere — dust every weekend and clean the bathroom multiple times per week. I can get messy, but I try very hard not to be dirty. Well, I got a serious bee in my bonnet over the last week about my bed. I bought it over two years ago when we were going through the pumpkin. I had gotten the mattress; Ben had gotten the box spring and our old bed. I bought it online from some super cheap place. I think that the bed, along with the two end tables and shipping, came to about $500. Needless to say, it’s rather a piece of junk. A billion pieces of uber-heavy particle board. It took me hours to install. Literally. I liked it at first because it was cheap but looked kinda nice — it was a platform bed with clean lines. But as time wore on, I realized I kinda hated it. I hated the way the headboard slanted backward so you could never sit up straight. I hated the way that the veneer on the end tables started to wear away and get bubbly-looking from having too many wine or water glasses on them. And I really started to hate how I felt that it was trapping dust behind and underneath it — spots that were nearly impossible to get to because of how heavy the bed was and because of the design. So, on Saturday I ordered a new bed from CB2, new end tables and new lamps. Holy cow. I know. When I get that bee in that bonnet o’ mine, you’d better not be in my way. The times they are a-changin’. So, even though the bed won’t be here for awhile, on Sunday morning I woke up knowing I couldn’t take it any more. Old craptastic bed had to go. And it had to go that day. I set to work. It took awhile — a screwdriver and tons of brute force — but that crappy bed broke apart, broke down, and went into the recycling bin (thanks to Aaron for that part). A few of the pieces of particle board have been put up on the beams in the garage to create a place for extra storage. See, the bed was worth something after all.  Back in the bedroom, though, my worst fears had been confirmed.

And I wonder why my asthma is so bad. That was the little treat waiting for me, and my vacuum, behind the headboard.


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