i had a hot & steamy love affair with the rug doctor a couple of weeks ago. on a friday night. which turned into a weekend long rendezvous with all sorts of cleaning supplies.
i may or may not have cleaned our hardwoods cinderella-style. hands and knees, bucket of soap & water, and hand scrubbed the entire area.
i rug doctored the heck out of our carpets. round 1 on friday night - computer room & stairs (those that needed it most). round 2 saturday morning/afternoon - a second batch for the computer room, upstairs bedroom & hallway, and downstairs living room.
furniture was pulled out - vacuum attachments for corners and edges were used to sweep crevices that haven't been swept in a year.
dusting of baseboards & picture frames & railings & kitchen chair legs & blinds.
i purchased accent pillows for our living room couches. and fake flowers from hobby lobby to make two pretty flower arrangements for a couple of vases.
guest bathroom was cleaned - toilet & shower scrubbed. guest bedroom was finally ridded of boxes & christmas paper & bows & baby dischinger overflows to make it a room suitable for a guest to sleep.
colby's massive amount of t-shirts were sorted one by one, and goodwill bags have been started.
it's just a really good thing monday came along. i couldn't be left alone with my house anymore.
then this morning? you could have driven by our house to see me sweeping the street. oh yes, i think i've reached an all time low. doing my OCD-driven family roots proud.