Welcome To The Drunken Single Housewife!

My name is Nelly. I am a 33 y/o mom with a bunch of loud messy kids (including myself) & there is nothing funner than grabbing an icy adult beverage, popping in some loud 70's music & tackling cleaning projects around the house(especially at 10:30pm).So Where did I come from? Well, honestly, I have to admit, I once was (kinda) a hoarder (in a responsible round about kinda way) I never took cleaning seriously, and honestly I had my priorities scattered in random, useless areas. I also had a different life before and that all changed in August of 2009, when my husband died suddenly of a heart attack. Our lives suddenly changed, we were forced out of our house we shared for 12 years, and 9 months later another move was made to settle in to the house we plan on staying in for a very long time. I have learned a lot about myself during this grieving journey, but one thing I want to share here is what I have learned, becoming a more organized, a more cleaner, more tidier person. I am not a neat freak, I am not a germ a phobe, I just get very satisfied over accomplishing a task that seemed doomed or overwhelming. I ask you to join me every post. Clean with me! Tell me what works, tell me what didn't work! Don't clean with me, I don't give a shit, but maybe a little help from me can get your Hoarder's Buried Alive House looking like Martha Stewarts. storage shed.
***Disclaimer! If you are under the drinking age, maybe you should not be on here, or if you are really wanting advice, maybe grab a cold energy drink, CUZ UNDERAGE DRINKING IS ILLEGAL!*

Friday, July 15, 2011

Under the sink!

Under the sink is a foul place to be. If you are like me you have your garbage can under there because you don't want your house guests seeing all you crap, and you don't want them walking in you house saying your house smells like Ass, like the donkey kind, smelly, petting zoo ass. And well, not only does everyone miss the trash can, this is also a dumping ground for things to hide or things to jam in and spill all over the place causing a toxic waste spill and CalOsha gets called out to fine your messy ass. So that leads to today's "chore" today, I tackle the under the sink cabinet. I first grab my Dads Elton John Madman Across the Water album and as I hear that little piano intro to Tiny Dancer, I am on the floor, taking every thing out of said cabinet. Now, a disclaimer to yal, I did not have anything to drink today. I in fact have a belly ache. I made the mistake of eating an Airhead, the candy, and my stomach churned like I drank a bottle of Cold Duck. So I will not be joining in the festivities tonight, I in fact will be your designated cleaner. So back to the cleaning. I am a big advocate for just taking everything out and either putting it in a box, sorting thru the keep, and discard items. I then took a cleaning solution, 409 spray to be exact and sprayed the hell out of the "flooring" and the doors because it was nasty as shit!((make sure there is no other chemicals there, NO MIXING CHEMICALS!) There was a sticky otter pop wrapper and some dog shampoo and who knows what else! It was sticky. I let that crap sit for about 5 min as I sorted thru the items. I am pretty good about keeping only household cleaners under here and it was relieving that there was nothing out of that ordinary. Now, first of all don't hate on my simple blog format, because this all came to me suddenly and here I am. I promise to make this blog extra blingy with a lot of before and after photos. For this task, all I have is the after. Anyways, after the soak and sort, I wiped off the cleaner and placed all the items back in the cupboard. You know, it took me like 15 min. I aint gonna do anything else for the rest of the night because, its late. And that was my cleaning quota for a boring Friday night. Think I am gonna go snuggle with my cats and watch some Steel Magnolias, with maybe a night cap. Goodnight friends. Good luck with your kitchen sink cabinet!

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