Scrub-Fest '07: The Closing Ceremonies

My guilt-fueled cleaning frenzied continued today after a brief detour into the Land Of Sleeping In Because It Is A Holiday And I Can. I was a little shocked to find the numbers of the clock to be situated at 9:30 when the eyeballs creaked open this morning. I'm not normally a late-sleeper. Guess that my weekend of grime busting took more out of me than I thought. But, with today being the last day of the three day weekend, I knew that I must forge ahead.

Having left off with my labors in the bathroom, this is where I picked up again today. I marched in, armed with my home-brewed cleaning concoctions, and there I stayed. In the cleaning sense, that is. I actually tended to clean during commercial breaks since the Sci-Fi Channel decided to gift me with a full day marathon of "Tru Calling" today. This is one of those shows that I would have really liked had I remembered to watch it while it was on for reals. Now it is cancelled and I can only view it when some cable channel takes pity on me for my forgetful ways. Still...I was able to brighten and shine many a surface in the Sheepie Powder Room in between episodes. Its half-buffed condition from yesterday was something of an affront and I really needed to finish the process of scrubbing down to the original layers of tile and such.

I had my reservations with regard to some of the natural and less toxic recipes I'd gathered in order that I might take on this task. But, I have to admit, they worked rather well. I was especially taken with the borax and lemon juice paste...would you believe that my hollow core bathroom door is actually white? I had no idea! I thought it was more of a dingy gray! The things you learn when you take a minute to wipe something down. I'm just gobsmacked!

Now, before you start the process of nominating me for some sort of award for my commitment to greener cleaning methods, you should know that an entire forest is going to have to be decimated tomorrow in order to replace the paper towel supply. I went through a rather disturbing amount of them. But, baby steps are still steps forward, right?

Throughout this process, the Big, Fluffy Kitty remained hidden from sight. Having been fooled into random attacks of grooming for the past two days, she finally managed to put two and two together. I was able to coax her out with some kitty treats in the later hours of the afternoon and with the promise that I was far too exhausted from all the scrubbing to engage in another brushing session. The mats in her coat are going to have to wait for a bit longer. We are very, very tired now.

In my non-disinfecting moments, I knit away on the Invisibility Shawl. I have now decided that the occurrence of extra or missing stitches is happening frequently enough that I can say they are repeating with regularity. Granted, these are happening with far less frequency than they once were, but enough so that I can call them, "repeats." And what is a regularly occurring thingie, but a pattern, right? Hence, I am following a pattern. That is what knitting is all about. I am now an expert lace knitter. I am using laceweight yarn and a pattern (of sorts) is happening. There. I've mastered the whole thing.

La-la-la-la-i-can't-hear-you-don't-care-what-you-have-to-say-about-faulty-logic-i-can't-hear-you-LA-LA-LA-LA!!!!!!!!!!!!

I kind of miss being able to blame my psychosis on the fumes from commercial cleaning products. Maybe I need to rethink this whole "Clean Green" thing...

SA