Tuesday is gone.
I’ve been cleaning…all day and into the night.
There are some things that one can do over and over and over and never finish.
Those are the two that drive me batsh*t crazy.
But then if you look at humans closely, it seems we are a repetitious lot.
We eat, sleep, poop. We work. Sometimes we play. Most of us have dug in and stay with the same schedule day in and day out.
Some of us like that rigidity.
Some of us don’t.
Bob likes it.
So I’m thinking it’s time to shake things up and start anew.
First I think we need to build our homes of concrete with drains in every room. On cleaning day take out the power washer, hose it all down and walk away. I’m thinking thirty minutes max and it would be dust free, clean, and sanitized.
Auto interiors need to be completely waterproof. Open the doors and use the same power washer to clean up spilled soda, crumbs from lunch on the go, dust and grime. Five minutes and the interior shines!
Clothing? Perhaps we could go with disposable. Better yet let’s invent a fabric that doesn’t wrinkle no matter how long it stays in the dryer. Oh, and make the washer and dryer one machine. I want to throw the laundry in and forget it until I need to pull it out to wear.
That cooking thing has me stumped. I can only see one solution. Eat out. Unfortunately it is so much healthier to eat at home. Cheaper too. So we’re going to have to exercise some serious creativity on this one. I’m open to suggestion.
Now…we have to work on jobs and rut destruction.
Brain freeze! Alas, it will have to wait for inspiration to show up.
Yuck. That requires more of that patience thing. Of which, I have none. Wonder if you can buy it…..