It would have been the perfect ad for women throughout history.
However, I would like to extend the suggestion to all you men out there. The Long Suffering Husband has discovered that there’s nothing more therapeutic than cleaning the grout on the bathroom tiles when the golf courses are closed and a pandemic is raging.
If you are stuck at home, self-isolating then cleaning could be your saviour. It will also help you think that you are killing invisible green spiky blobs.
If I was stuck on my homework (A level years were particularly tricky and I think I was probably a cow) my mum would suggest a walk or cleaning the bathroom. She always said that it was better if it was really dirty because then you could see the difference but even if it wasn’t then just shining the taps to see yourself looking back at you gave you perspective. She was not only wise but she got housework done by a grumpy teenager, so she could carry on with reading or painting without being interrupted.
I’ve taken my own advice this morning and cleaned the kitchen with a Christmas scented spray and I was feeling much calmer.
It is a delusion though. As soon as your back is turned someone starts making your clean space messy or dirty again. You feel yourself twitching, as someone opens a cupboard door and the cereal falls out. You tut at the dog, who you forgot to train to wipe his paws after he’s been in the garden for a wee.
Still, all you have to do is breathe and remember how great a feeling of control you can get by doing it all again.
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