Which Do You Dread

This only shows 6 of the 20 blinds

Options filtered through my mind as I did my pre-Christmas cleaning. Which in itself is a bit odd, because we won’t even be home. So maybe it was late fall, early spring, or more like catch up from being away so much cleaning.

Anyway, I actually enjoy cleaning but there are chores I dread and thought it would be fun to hear what chores others dread.

Name a chore or two you dread but grudgingly do often. Here’s a few of mine.

• Window washing (Okay, often is stretching it here, I do the outsides 2 maybe 3 times a year, insides is less, but that’s because I dread it.)
• Washing floors. (Not sure why I don’t enjoy this, and it’s really too bad it needs to be done so often.)
• Dusting or washing horizontal blinds. (I have a good reason for this one. We have 20 windows, most are big, and all of them have horizontal blinds.)
• Scrubbing the shower and tub. (The older I get the more I hate this chore. It has become easier since I started using a half and half mixture of vinegar and water with a little blue Dawn dish soap as a cleaner though.) This chore also makes me smile too, because of a comment one of my nephews made years ago. It was shortly after he moved out on his own. He was shocked when my sister told him he had to clean the tub and shower. His reasoning was, it gets washed whenever I shower.

Oh and if this was summertime instead of winter, cleaning tree fluff of the window screens is way up there on my dreaded list, and weeding flowerbeds.

Is there a chore you do regularly that you wonder why or how does this get dirty so fast.

– Cleaning ceiling fans and light fixtures.

– Cleaning the mysterious crumbs and such out of Silverware and utensil drawers. (Actually pretty much every drawer. How does stuff get in closed drawers.)

– Scrubbing kitchen sinks, including drain area and stoppers.

– Washing door and drawer fronts and handles.

 If you have a choice, do you prefer to cook, or do the cleanup?

 My hands down answer is do the cleanup.

Art and a Glass House

I love wall art with meaning, family or travel photos, or pictures or things you or someone you know make. Like this grouping of portraits I sketched of horses that Mister and I have owned and showed since together.

A hanging tribute that with a glance or simple passing, we can recall these treasured animals.

The poster size piece hangs on a wall at the country home where our daughter and husband live. Those fingers gripping the edge belong to her as we literally took an art walk through the house trying to find a spot to photograph it with the least glare.

A small, yet unfortunate issue for a picture lover like me, regarding the cottage where Mister and I live, is very limited wall space.

County regulations when we built stipulated, not more than 12 inches of wall between windows in the main living area. For us that affected one whole side and the back, and is why I sometimes refer to it as, our glass house. (Now, you may also understand why I grumble when it comes to cleaning windows and blinds.) Blinds, I could rant for a whole post about my dislike for cleaning them and the dilemma of what other, if any, window covering option we might have. But we’ll leave that triad for another time.

The few big enough drywall areas are precious space, and they showcase art with meaning.

There are two current exceptions. One picture hangs in the bathroom, a boat and shoreline scene. The other, large one is of, chairs on a dock facing a sunset. It hung on the living room wall at first but is now in the master bedroom. Both pieces fit the decor but were store-bought as inexpensive space fillers when we first used the cottage as a weekend retreat.

It’s crazy, we’ve lived here full-time for eight years now and with how important wall space is to me those insignificant two still remain, simply because I can’t decide which pictures to replace them with. I tend to over-think and over-stress about this, but…I shrug my shoulders and smile.

After writing about this though, I will move changing them up in priority on my to-do-list.

We have many special photos, so I enjoy multi frames or frames with multiple spots, probably because of my indecisiveness when choosing favorite pictures. Smiley face.

This is another, “to-do-project,” update this cluster which hangs on the only sizable main living space wall.

I Just had a Light Bulb Moment.

I blog because I love to write, share stories, and enjoy the interaction of comments. Learning how to entertain, enlighten, inspire or inform a reader with my posts is a learning process, and I may not always succeed,

but

writing this post inspired one person, me.

I didn’t have a big, life changing ah-hah moment, but I’m pleased none the less.

Don’t laugh at my victory, but I finally realized why choosing a picture for our bedroom wall has taken years. It’s not the spot for one photo to be enlarged and framed.

The room needs a colorful piece, something beachy and crafty, or a collection of sorts there instead. I’ll update on this when the change takes place.

So my brain storming and searching will begin. Sounds like a great reason to spend time scrolling Pinterest. Not that I normally need an excuse.

Does what hangs on your walls have meaning?

Do you like artwork if so what type?