My Mom was a lot of things, she was a fantastically talented artist, a creative writer, very tender hearted and of the utmost integrity.  She had a singing voice the angels would envy and enough love for everyone.

What Mom wasn’t, was a good house keeper. Even before she became to sick and obese to do more than walk from room one room to another she was not a good house keeper.  Combine that with the fact that she never… ever threw anything away and you got issues.

I’ve been here a few weeks and I’ve hardly been able to make a dent in things yet. Of course part of that time I wasn’t well, but that’s beside the point.

So far this is what I’ve accomplished. 

• Two kitchen drawers cleaned out, washed and lined with new liner. One was the silver wear drawer, because excuse me, but I don’t like old food crumbs floating around under my clean silverware.   The second was the ‘junk drawer’ because it had to much shit in it to even close properly anymore.
• I’ve cleaned out the closet, the dresser and out from under the bed in the room I’m currently camped in.  This little chore took three days.  I’m not kidding!  What a mess of junk and cobwebs, and one big scary spider who ran into a crack before I could bludgeon him with the sword I had just pulled out of the closet.  Yes a sword! I threw away 3 yatzee sets from the 70’s, the score sheets browned with age, a ratty stratigo game with pieces missing and some sort of quiz game that I don’t think they even make anymore.   (please don’t tell me I should have sold those things on ebay, it was just to much trouble).
• I emptied the shelves (5 of them) above the toilet and cleared out 8 year old mouth wash and 20 year old cologne. It was v v icky up there!  We won’t go into all of the details of preparation H and that sort of thing, but at least now I don’t think anything is left that is out of date. I emptied everything and painted the shelves.  Much much better but everything is still on the bathroom floor waiting for the paint to dry.
• I have managed to do a lot of work on the back bedroom which I hope to one day move into.  I have emptied the three dressers/chest of drawers in that room of their loads of art supplies, fabric and patterns (the three things my mother seemed to horde most). I washed every drawer and dusted each piece of furniture inside and out to rid them of the little spider eggs that clung to everything!  Unfortunately the wood flooring in that room has had the privilege of hosting a horde of termites for some time and Dad says we will have to operate. Thus.. why I’m not moving back into that room yet.  I still have the closet to tackle in that room; hopefully I’ll manage that this week.

Soo.. as you can see life is just full of fun and games!  Heh..  I really don’t mind though, it needs to be done and I’m the one to do it.  Maybe I’ll be able to get through whole house by the time I leave here next year. We’ll see.