Ewwwww....

I’ve been obsessively cleaning my new house, trying to get it in some kind of shape for my boxes to arrive on Monday morning.

I went in on Friday after my closing and took a look around and thought “Oh, no.”  It was filthy.

My mom and I spent 2 ½ hours that afternoon cleaning in the kitchen.  My mom got the fridge done (but not the freezer) and I got the outside of 4 cabinets done.  And the dishwasher.  It’s covered with that greasy grimy dirt that you have to scrub and scrub.  My friends Sara and Linda stopped by to help and they had better luck in the living room, they got it finished.

Rockin' the living room

Working on the fridge...

Then on Saturday I went over and cleaned for about 4 hours, and all I got done was the master bedroom and the bathroom.  Every square inch has to be wiped down.  Walls.  Baseboards.  Windows.  Ceilings have to be dusted.  It’s crazy.  While cleaning the bathroom, I lost track of how many times I scrubbed the bathtub after 5.  I kept thinking “How many times is it gonna take before I’m willing to stand in here without flip-flops on?”  So I’d scrub it again.  I’m not exaggerating when I say that I used almost the entire thing of comet.  But, now it’s white.

Ok, this is sort of the before shot.  I took this after I had scrubbed once and let it soak overnight with bleach.

After.  It's white!

And my favorite cleaning story so far?

Sunday, a bunch of friends came over to help do the kitchen and laundry room.  Nick, Faith, Kelly, Amy and Cassidy.  We found something in every cabinet.  There were Milky Way bites that who knows how old they were.  There was a bag of chips.  There were numerous keys to cars and other things that I have no idea what they’re for.  There were photographs and poems taped to the inside of cabinets.  But most of all, there was this:

Bwahahaha!