Today I cleaned all of the nasty places that you never bother to clean. The ones that only get cleaned when you move in or you move out. I’m always moving. Maybe I need to learn how to stay.
The ants are some kind of metaphor or test. They are uncovering all the spots in the house that are full of dirt. I haven’t really learned how to clean those deep dark places. Growing up I never stayed anywhere long enough to care. Maybe I’ve been scared if I cleaned too much, the walls would just fall down.
Things I cleaned:
trash can
hand prints from the doors and light switches
dust that builds up around the moulding
utensil bin
the old cast iron pan that was full of dust and grease
bleached the mold from the shower
bleached the mold from around the sink
wiped the grease off the walls near the stove
scrubbed the toilet
tooth brush holder
coffee maker
refridgerator
cupboards
threw out the old jam in the fridge
recycling bin
drain plug for the bath tub