I decided this morning, to get the kitchen and bathroom
floor scrubbed. With daycare in my home, this is something I need to do every
week. But, there are those weeks when I do a better job of putting it off, than
it takes me to get the job done. But you
know how one project leads to another. I live in a house that started out as
two rooms in the 1800's and grew to a 5 bedroom house. Love it and all its
antique features. Even the 6 panel
antique doors. But, those corners in them can really gather dust. So I decided
to wash them since I was in a cleaning
mode. And that reminded me of one of my aunts. Every time she would come, she
would comment on how clean the doors were, even tho I had kids rounding around.
To this day, when I wash them, I find myself thinking of that dear old aunt.
Makes the job a bit easier.