The Kitchen

The chairs are still in the basement!!

I dyed fabric – a c r o s s – the kitchen floor on Friday and Saturday so the table was scooted as close to the dishwasher as possible.  While the table was out of the way I thought I should clean.  So last night, I used my big steamer for the floor.

This morning, with a new breath, I asked P to shove the table to the other side of the room so I could clean the dishwasher side.  My rational was the steamer was already out so I should do it now.  Which led me to think the head of the steamer would fit under the stove drawer so I unloaded the drawer.  Cleaned the drawer so it looks like new.  Figured out HOW to get the drawer out and unscrewed it.  Saw a lump of something I preferred to not identify specifically under there, so I was glad Phil was inside for the proper removal.  I could then see it is not linoleum under the stove but just plywood so I only wiped it out with paper towels.  I reinstalled the drawer and put less things back in there than when I started.  Again my mother will “gasp in horror” as I threw away worn but “fine” pans.

By then the steamer was heated and I mopped half the kitchen floor.  (that part probably took me 8 mins after the preceeding 30 mins of prep)Later, there will be another breath to put away the steamer.

And next week I’ll go buy a new small skillet for the next time I want an egg…. over-not-easy-neither-not-quite-hard.There went the last hour.  Cleaning, setting the table, breakfast.  Now I have work to do…  hopefully this will suffice.  It is true.  I have dirt.  I clean it.  Sometimes.