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Francie’s
Rules of Housekeeping 1.
Vacuuming too often weakens the carpet fibers. Say this with a serious face,
and shudder delicately whenever anyone mentions Carpet
Fresh. 2. Dust
bunnies cannot evolve into dust rhinos when disturbed. Rename the area under the
couch "The Galapagos Islands" and claim an ecological
exemption. 3. Layers
of dirty film on windows and screens provide a helpful filter against harmful
and aging rays from the sun. Call it an SPF factor of 5 and leave it
alone. 4.
Cobwebs artfully draped over lampshades reduces the glare from the bulb, thereby
creating a romantic atmosphere. If your husband points out that the light
fixtures need dusting, simply look affronted and exclaim, "What? And spoil the
mood?" 5. In a
pinch, you can always claim that the haphazard tower of unread magazines and
newspapers next to your chair provides the valuable Feng Shui aspect of a tiger,
thereby reducing your vulnerability. Roll your eyes when you say
this. 6.
Explain the mound of pet hair brushed up against the doorways by claiming you
are collecting it there to use for stuffing hand sewn play animals for
underprivileged children. 7. If
unexpected company is coming, pile everything unsightly into one room and close
the door. As you show your guests through your tidy home, rattle the door knob
vigorously, fake a growl and say, "I'd love you to see our Den, but Fluffy hates
to be disturbed and the shots are SO expensive." 8. If
dusting is REALLY out of control, simply place a showy urn on the coffee table
and insist that "THIS is where Grandma wanted us to scatter her
ashes..." 9. Don't bother repainting. Simply scribble lightly over a dirty wall with an assortment of crayons, and try to muster a glint of tears as you say, "Junior did this the week before that unspeakable accident... I haven't had the heart to clean it..." 10. Mix one-quarter cup pine-scented household cleaner with four cups of water in a spray bottle. Mist the air lightly. Leave dampened rags in conspicuous locations. Debelop an exhausted look, throw yourself onto the couch, and sigh, "I clean and I clean and I still don't get anywhere..." |