Cleaning schedule update

I actually did some pretty deep cleaning every day this last week!

Monday was bathrooms. I swept, mopped, scrubbed, and washed the rugs. I didn't even know you were supposed to sweep and mop bathrooms once a week (oops), but now I do. I'm pretty sure I won't have to do as deep a clean tomorrow as I did last Monday!

Tuesday was the kitchen. Oh my, was that nasty. I cleared out the fridge. During that process, I took out the crisper drawer to discover frozen spilled balsamic vinegar below it. No wonder the fridge smelled so vinegar-y. I scraped and mopped that out and all was well. Everything else was pretty routine--scrubbing counter tops and stove, wiping microwave, sweeping, mopping, etc.

Wednesday was the living room. Picked up and vacuumed and threw away junk mail that was accumulating on the desk.

Thursday: bedrooms. I got mine and Livia's room done. Kate's is still a work in progress. I really need to get her out of the house sometime so I can REALLY clean it.

Friday: hallway and laundry room. The laundry room was scary. I hardly ever cleaned in there. So much sticky lint on the floor. Found long lost treasures in the process, though!


I also cooked dinner every single day this week. Yesterday, my husband suggested going to Zupa's for dinner. It was tempting because we had a busy day, but we're trying not to spend a lot of money right now. We did have a lot of leftovers in the fridge, so we just had those.

The house still isn't quite where I would like it to be, but I have to keep reminding myself that a clean house doesn't happen overnight. I have to fight the perfectionistic thoughts that keep me from accomplishing anything, and so I will continue too.

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