Hi blog world. As I sit here and write this post, I am covered in sweat and reek of vinegar. Before I explain the vinegar part, let me just say that the last 2 days have been what feels like marathon training for the housewife olympics.
Let’s back up 15ish years ago, shall we? When I was younger and family would visit from out of town and stay at our house, my mom would turn into a frantic mess, running around the house yelling at my brother and I not to touch anything and I’d see her mop the floors and then whip out her magnifying glass to see if any dust would stick onto a pair of clean white gloves. Okay she didn’t do that last part but you get my point.
Now fast forward to today and at the age of 22, I have officially began “housewife training.” All those years of watching my mom cleaning the house to cover up the fact that we were slobs makes sense now. I’ve even found the best mopping solution on Pinterest for tile and hardwood floors: water, drop of dish wash detergent and vinegar (hence why I smell like a bag of salt and vinegar chips right now) and if I might add, my floors are squeaky clean.
Oh and the reason for my OCD cleaning? Nic’s dad and my old roommate are visiting this weekend. Both have never seen our house so I have to pretend we’re organized and keep it clean 24/7. I ran that vacuum TWICE through each room to get the last remains of Crimson’s stubborn dog hair and I even completely reorganized the closet and arranged my fancy shoes in a way that makes it look like I actually wear them out.
And unlike my mom, since I don’t have kids to yell at for leaving fingerprints after she Windex-ed all the windows and such, I caught myself chasing my dogs around the house with a mop in my hand for leaving their little paw prints right after I would mop an area! Insert #crazyOCDcleaninglady here.
Do you remember when you started your “house wife” training? Did you go full-blown OCD like my mom and I did or are you more relaxed about cleaning when you have guests?…