The dreaded "C" word

I'm embarking on a path today-- that I don't do often enough. What is it, you wonder? It's called CLEANING. Oh Joy! I admit it-- I'm a fairly lousy housekeeper. I don't vacuum, dust or mop often enough. Nor do I do laundry often enough. I think it stems back to my domineering childhood where I was a mate in the Navy (or so it felt) so with obvious abandon, I did just that the moment I was on my own at 17 years old...... rebelled completely and fully at being orderly, structured and rigid cleaning routines. Now, 20+ years later I can see the merits of it, but somehow that doesn't motivate me .... much. I'm best in a "must do" scenario. Today's "must do" scenario is the return of my oldest daughter. She's been gone for 6 weeks and as much as I detest breaking out the scrubbers for the bathroom and vacuuming the rafters in the living/family rooms- I want the house to be clean so it "feels" good when she arrives home later today. I love the clean feeling, as well. The main glitch is that it doesn't last long enough due to the other heathens that occupy this house with me!

Hi Ho, Hi Ho, it's off to work I go....