Those glossy log home magazines never tell you about the less glamorous aspects of living in a log home. Dust for example. Logs are round and the tops get dusty over time. So, periodically, if you get a wild cleaning urge, you decide it’s time to dust your walls.
Dusting the logs is part of my larger Spring cleaning plan. (I need to get to this project before I run out of Spring.) Expanding my garden and boring things like work have caused me to put off the dreaded event. But today I’ve decided to quit a little early and begin. The process will span the weekend. Yes, the house IS that dirty.
As I’ve noted before, I hate cleaning and when I’m rich and famous, the first thing I want is someone else to clean my house. Everyone has some goal in mind for that mythical time when you have "lots of money." Mine is a cleaning person. But until then, in honor of the great cleaning event, we finally broke down and bought a new vacuum.
Life with four dogs and two cats has been really hard on our 12 year old Hoover and I decided that I should get a heavier duty vacuum before the poor old green machine finally went to suction heaven. After all, it’s nice to have a back up, crummy vac that you don’t care about for nasty tasks like cleaning out the car. The old Hoover was no longer picking up dirt, hair, or much of anything. (Making me wonder: "okay, what’s the point of dragging this thing around the house?")
In any case, today I’ve been using the new huge, loud purple vacuum to suck up vast quantities of dust from the logs, tops of cabinets and around baseboards. The good news is that vacuum technology has improved in the last 12 years and I don’t feel like I’m just swishing around the dust. It’s actually going inside the vacuum cleaner.
So I can take consolation in the fact that if I must clean, at least I’m really cleaning. No one likes a vacuum that doesn’t suck.