Today, in a rush of domesticity, I decided to clean the oven.

Not a big deal in itself.  Spray the cleaning stuff, close the door, let it set 2 hours, wipe it off.   It wasn’t “quite”  that easy, but still not horrendous.  And every time I do it, I think “I need to do this more often so it doesn’t get so bad.”   At least, that’s what I remember thinking the last time I did it, five or six years ago.  Which was the first time I’d done it since I moved in 10 years ago.

Yes, yes, I know…. I’m a horrible person.   I’m really not a proper housekeeper.  I would love to live in a home where things are also clean and tidy.  But I don’t.   And I bet your home isn’t ready for a Better Homes & Gardens photo spread, either.  Or the Good Housekeeping Seal of Approval.   I vacuum the carpets and floors several times a week, though.  And the toilet is cleaned every couple weeks or so.

And I take the trash out for trash collection day.   🙂

So, you won’t see me on an episode of Hoarders.   Sorry.