This weekend I’m spending time cleaning up the house in preparation for the holiday. I can’t believe Thanksgiving is only a few days away. Before any big family gathering I like to do a big deep cleaning if time permits. I hate to think about someone coming over to my house and leaning against the mantle and being covered in dust.
It brings images of the white glove check to mind. If a white glove can’t pass over the area and remain white then it isn’t clean. That’s the principle I was raised on. I remember my mother and grandmother walking into my room after I told them I cleaned it to do a thorough check. It was always a scary thing and I hoped that I didn’t miss a spot.
Today I plan to tackle the dusting of every room, vacuuming, and steam cleaning of the carpets. It sounds like a lot but it really isn’t when you break it up in to chunks throughout the day. The longest part is waiting for the carpets to dry after they are cleaned. Once they are cleaned I just have to make sure that the kids, or anybody else for that matter, do not track dirt in all over them again before Thursday. It drives me nuts when that happens and I have to do it all over again.