Ten Rules Of Housekeeping
Sent June 13, 2007
1. Vacuuming
too often weakens the carpet fibers. Say this with a serious face, and shudder
delicately whenever anyone mentions Carpet Fresh.
2. Dust bunnies cannot evolve into dust rhinos when disturbed. Rename the
area under the couch "The Galapagos Islands" and claim an ecological exemption.
3. Layers of dirty film on windows and screens provide a helpful filter
against harmful and aging rays from the sun. Call it an SPF factor of 5 and
leave it alone.
4. Cobwebs artfully draped over lampshades reduce the glare from the bulb,
thereby creating a romantic atmosphere. If your husband points out that the
light fixtures need dusting, simply look affronted and exclaim, "What? And spoil
the mood?"
5. In a pinch, you can always claim that the haphazard tower of unread
magazines and newspapers next to your chair provides the valuable Feng Shui
aspect of a tiger, thereby reducing your vulnerability. Roll your eyes when you
say this.
6. Explain the mound of pet hair brushed up against the doorways by
claiming you are collecting it there to use for stuffing hand sewn play animals
for underprivileged children.
7. If unexpected company is coming, pile everything unsightly into one room
and close the door. As you show your guests through your tidy home, rattle the
door knob vigorously, fake a growl and say, "I'd love you to see our den, but
Fluffy hates to be disturbed and the shots are SOOOOO expensive."
8. If dusting is REALLY out of control, simply place a showy urn on the
coffee table and insist that "THIS is where Grandma wanted us to scatter her
ashes..."
9. Don't bother repainting. Simply scribble lightly over a dirty wall with
an assortment of crayons, and try to muster a glint of tears as you say, "Johnny
did this when he was two. I haven't had the heart to clean it..."
10. Mix one quarter cup pine scented household cleaner with four cups of
water in a spray bottle. Mist the air lightly. Leave dampened rags in
conspicuous locations. Develop an exhausted
look, throw yourself onto the couch, and sigh, "I clean and clean and I still
don't get anywhere..."