cleaning frenzy,royals and happy plants

 

Rain for three days- So needed , the smoke has cleared and the plants are happy. 

I have been on a mad dash cleaning streak, making the most of time alone without Mr. Micro Manager about.  I can get SO much done.

We will be having family over for Christmas - no body wants to come into a cluttered dirty home no matter how good the company and the food. Getting ready NOW so that I am not stressed in December. Well, there is always stress in December but you know what I mean. Clean house happy heart, glad tidings.

I shifted the shefflera  and the avocado. Both are growing madly! 

The pink light encouraged them too much so the shefflera went to the front window and the avocado scooted over out from under the light where its top was bonking the fixture.

I had the big dog rug cleaned to the tune of $312 .00 - It is so clean and bright that having it  cleaned was a bargain at any price.

Dogs have had their bottom scooting, face wiping , muddy paw  tracking way with it. Not to mention the window people  with their untidy man ways. It is always something- since the window guys came I have noticed , even with my poor vision, that the scrapes and gouges from that venture have left the walls sad, wounded - needing to be painted , AGAIN.  Seems I am always painting the walls, like the golden gate bridge,  back to the beginning when you reach the end, never really ending.

I am dismantling my little "art" corner. Making room for all sixteen people to sit like normal folks at the big table in the middle of the room , where it belongs, instead of scooched over to the side. 

This part is a drag. I must store all of my paper, paints, pencils, clay, pastels, oils, scissors,  brushes,bits and bobs-somewhere else. Since I cleaned out my little storage unit I now must  shove everything under beds. That is how it is done in the land of bad house keeping. I need more beds.

Orphans are pretty sure there must be some royal event about to occur - all this cleaning fuss- and they have noticed that some of the dollies have been boxed up! Horrors! That has made them nervous...

Clearing out the china hutch for NOT dollies! Possibly for ...china? Well, that is just crazy! I even got the ladder and took the panels out of the  kitchen ceiling where the bugs had a party and could not leave- like the Hotel California.  Loads of dead bodies, all sorts. The wasp was king-  an inch and half long- I suffer no remorse for his death.

Anyway , I am on a roll , washing everything including face masks  as well as the entire damned floor with vinegar and Method. Only have today left to do my worst! Dennis comes home tomorrow afternoon.

Bringing in some of the plants from the deck to bathe in the pink light of growth. I have made room for them.

Orphans consider my hyperactive cleaning frenzy worthy of celebration and a little party for tiny dolly, name is Heather- she came from Colorado through the mail!  The Octopus is Harry, from England, also sent via the post! Brave Journeys! And now for a cuppa and a biscuit and a pat on the back. I will be cleaning well into the night.