Kraken puppy. She’s so cute… when she’s sleeping.
For Cure newbies, welcome to Cure hell. For Cure Veterans, yup, it’s ba-aack. Before you whine too much, just be glad you a. Don’t live on a farm (unless you do, then come whine with me), b. Don’t live on a farm that that just experienced a deluge of biblical proportions Twice in one week (unless, of course you do, then come whine by me and share my vodka). It is going to be weeks before we dry out here. Removing shoes doesn’t help. I’d have to strip at the door not to carry this stuff in with me and I’ve done so on several occasions recently. Can’t strip a large, hairy, muddy dog, however.
Hay, mingled with hair from the ever shedding and exuberant Kraken puppy and dried mud turned to tiny pebbles lines every corner of the house and I have no idea how it spreads that far because neither I, nor the Kraken puppy, spend time in corners. Underneath the hair, hay and mud dust lies the normal grunge. This will take all three days to “Cure”. One day to vacuum every inch (even knowing in my soul the crud will return within hours), one day to scrub every inch of floor and baseboard, and a third day to do it all over again to get a passably clean floor throughout the house.
I’ll wait until I feed the critters to get started on this. That way, the vacuumed floor will actually stay good until sunset. When I have to clean like this, I find myself dreaming of a tidy home in a city “Somewhere That’s Green”. One trip to town during snowbird season in Sun City, cures me of that dream in 15 minutes.
I’ll keep you posted. Time to feed all the mouths around here and change the vacuum cleaner bag.
Jean, I’m concerned about you! Have enjoyed your posts re: January cure in past years and have been following you this time. I hope all is well? Thinking of you and sending gentle thoughts.
No worries. Crippled my good leg at the knee and was too disgusted to deal lol. I’m sort of back, just without a good leg to stand on. My Cure will have to be very different this year, and I’ll be doing most of the hard projects on my son’s days off during the week. But, today, it’s a drawer, and a drawer I can handle.
Where are you, Jean? You friends at AT are asking about you so I’m here to light a fire under your hind quarters. NOW GET OVER THERE AND POST! I myself was worried you’d trapped yourself in the laundry room *snort* (although right about now, that sounds like a blessing of sorts to me)
See you soon 🙂 And btw, if I ever get to AZ, I’m sooo droppin’ by for coffee..
Well, I’m back, sort of. I am sans knees. Destroyed one during last year’s cure. The other has slowly gone out over the past 6 months. While the Cure has been great for my mental health and the house, it’s taken a rather serious physical toll. I will likely have to rearrange the Cure schedule rather drastically and skip some things altogether this year.