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Cleaning Tips, from me???


Abby and I may have some of the same blood flowing through our veins. We may have grown up in the same house with the same parents. We may be sisters, but when it comes to cleaning we couldn't be more different.

Kelly is doing Show Us Your Life-Cleaning Tips today and the funny thing is I was going to write something about cleaning soon anyway.

Not cleaning TIPS really, but it'll work.

I've been married for 16 years. I've been a stay-at-home-mom for 9 years. And nothing makes me feel more like a wife and mom than when I buy cleaning products.

Weird, isn't it?

I've had children, bought them clothes and shoes, cooked countless dinners and washed an unbelievable amount of clothes, but when I buy cleaning products I feel like a wife and mom?

I love buying Lysol 4-in-1 spray. I use this on everything!

The Mr. Clean Magic Eraser. Well, its just the best thing ever! I don't even care that it bleaches the paint on my walls, it gets the grossest stuff off of everything! And I mean everything. (You should see my van!)

The Works shower cleaner is the greatest thing I've found for my shower. But Dollar General has stopped selling it and I'm mad about it. Mad I tell you.

I don't like to clean. I don't like it at all.

I like a clean house, but I just can't seem to do it. I mop about twice a week and vacuum and sweep just about everyday. And if you were to come to my house at any given time you wouldn't think I had done any of those things lately.

I blame it on the kids. What will I blame it on when they leave the house in 5-13 years???


Julie


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I had to put in my 2 cents:

I am a neat freak, but not a real bad clean freak, OCD type person. I do not mop and dust and all that jazz,as much as I should. In fact, it is shameful how long I go between those tasks. Since moving to J'Town 2 years ago I have really become a slacker. I think it is the house we live in. The old house made me want to clean...this house makes me want to sit down and drink a Diet Coke! I have to blame it on something, you know!

I do sanitize with disinfecting wipes often - door knobs, faucet handles, fridge handles, remotes and light switches. Yet, if you came to my house on any given day you would see that it is sitting neatly, ready for Southern Living to stop by for the centerfold- ha! But, really, I do love a tidy house, almost to a fault. Everything has its place and it kills me to see it out of place. Randall and Julie relish in not respecting this rule and making my head spin. For example, I hate to see the pillows on the couch out of place, the kitchen counter cluttered with things on it, and I detest the stairway lined up with clutter. Those are just a few. So, I am a neat freak who sanitizes the high spots.
Abby

So, what is your cleaning style?

Comments

Anonymous said…
HA! Yall are hilarious! What fun sisters! I think I have more of Abby's cleaning style where I do do certain stuff nearly as ofetn as I shoudl but I will freak if things are our of place, like the pillows on the couch. Thanks for sharing!! :-)
Kelley said…
You girls are funny! I love a clean house, but it only seems to stay neat and orderly 30 minutes after getting it clean. I vacuum, mop, and dust once a week. I clean door knobs and light switches. Crazy I know.
Anonymous said…
my cleaning style?

1-800-merrymaid!

yfa
tbeo

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