Friday, September 2

a whole day

Spent most of the day cleaning the kitchen as a surprise for the cellmate, while listening to some wonderful jazz tapes from the 70s and 80s. This is the kitchen we had installed a couple of years ago, against my better judgement and at some expense. I don't like cleaning, so I wanted black surfaces because they don't show the dirt, but was outvoted by the designer and the cellmate. So we went with a white benchtop, because "white's so easy to keep clean." It turns out that means "easy to see all the dirt when you're forever cleaning."

But after 5 hiurs' work it eventually scrubbed up nicely, and I retired exhausted for a nap. When the cellmate came home, she noticed nothing, then later she spilled redcurrant syrup across it. I handed her the Ajax and a cloth.


  1. I'm sorry that all your hard work went unnoticed. I agree with you on dark work tops. White is just silly unless you like cleaning all the time.

    I hope she cleaned up her mess.

  2. I say!

    Best not to let Doviko know that you needed a nap after cleaning the kitchen.

    MM III

  3. Nanners. She did, but made such a poor job of it that I did a follow-up. Dearie me, I'm turning houseproud.

    Mingers. Doviko's probably grateful that you let him sleep at night.

  4. Albert? I do housework hardly at all. I'd much rather live in squalor and filth than waste my time repeating and repeating and ... it never stops. Hotboy

  5. Hotters, you're right actually. Maybe that's one of the good things about blissology - no mess so no clearing up needed.