Daily Prompt: Those Dishes Won’t Do Themselves (Unfortunately)

What’s the household task you most dislike doing? Why do you think that is — is it the task itself, or something more?

Without a doubt, the thing I hate the most, is having to clean the damn shower / bath. It’s one of those tasks that I just keep putting off and putting off week after week until I can’t handle it anymore and I completely snap and go on a cleaning frenzy.

Oh god, how I wish it was simpler. In saying that, I wish that I either had a shower with one of those detachable arms so I could rinse down the shower walls easily without getting water everywhere; or alternatively, get a steam wand so I could do everything just using steam and not have to deal with gassing myself from the cleaning chemicals.

I think that I hate it so much is because it’s such a messy job to get it all clean. But it’s also because we let the bath get to such a state that it requires a lot of elbow grease to get the soap scum off. I’m sure by now you’re all imagining that my bath looks a little something like this:

I can assure you that it doesn’t, nor would I ever allow it to get to that state. The reality is, that you can’t really see how dirty it is, unless you look really closely… but I can see it, and it drives me crazy. Hulk has only ever cleaned it a couple of times, and lets just say he should stick to cooking. Cleaning something like the bath is most certainly not his forte. Bless him for getting in there and giving it a go, but I like things to actually end up being clean not… well, still dirty.

Needless to say, cleaning the bath is my job. There’s something quite satisfying about scrubbing the crap out of the bath to make it all bright and squeaky-clean before filling it up and actually having a bath.

It’s just the cleaning process that’s the worst. But it’s also due to the configuration of our shower / bath. It’s not a great set up, and in the end I have to strip off and get in the bath to scrub every square inch of porcelain and glass, so I end up covered in chemicals all over my feet, and then get completely drenched rinsing it all away because I have to stand there and manually move the shower head around. It’s time consuming, it’s exhausting and it’s just the worst!

However, the satisfaction once it’s all done and it’s so nice and clean again is great, and makes all the process worth it.

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Day 9 – Favourite Hour of the Day

What is your favourite hour of the day?

Why is it that these questions are always so open?? I mean I could come up with at least half a dozen completely different hours for completely different reasons, and then spend another thousand-words explaining each of them…

1. Sunrise.

As much as I’m not a morning person, for all different kinds of reasons, I have seen my fair share of sunrises. I find it quite soothing for some reason. Regardless of how manic and stressful and busy my life has been / can be, for those few minutes watching the sun rise in the distance, it’s almost as if nothing else exists, and I’m just there, by myself, in the present, in this moment that almost feels like I’m suspended in zero gravity; as though the world around me has completely frozen in time. 

Even out of all of these, I think my absolute favourite sunrise, would be in Autumn / Winter when we used to live in the country – waking up at the crack of dawn; putting the kettle on; being all rugged up in trackpants and a big wooly jumper, thick socks and ugg boots; and standing just outside the doorway as the sun slowly makes its way onto the frost-covered grass in the backyard. Standing there with a giant cup of hot milo, steaming away; watching the steam from my breath on the freezing morning air… *sigh* it’s one of those really simple things in life that I truly took for granted, and now I miss it so much.

 

2. Mid-morning

 

I’m talking like 10:30 – 11am. Especially when you’ve woken up earlier, turned your alarm off, saying to yourself ‘Nope. Fuck this. I’m not getting out of bed today. I just can’t deal with ANYTHING today. I just can’t’. So you call work, tell them you’re sick and having a day off, and then you go back to sleep. I then usually sleep for another couple of hours and wake up around 10:30am, and eventually drag myself out of bed, wrapped up in my flannell pj’s, collapse on the couch with about six pieces of toast and a giant cup of tea, ready to go into a daze watching trashy morning television, which almost always leads to me spending waaaay too much time watching infomercials.

 

You know what, I think we could really use some non-stick stone cookware. That multi-chef chopper looks pretty damn good too, and it really would save a lot of time prepping in the kitchen. Hmmm I really DO need a steam mop. It would actually make my cleaning so much easier, and look, it doesn’t use ANY chemicals, which is so much better for the environment, and means I wont suffocate on fumes any more… ooh, and it comes in black… AND it has all those attachments… AND replacement pads…

 

…where did I put my wallet…??

 

3. Bed time

 

Well, I think many of us could agree that bedtime is just the bees-knees. I find that it’s so awesome to come home after a long, exhausting day to a hot shower and then just collapse into bed. Sometimes I wish I could just skip dinner and fall into bed and sleep for about 10hours. Man, I haven’t done that for a very long time!! I remember once when I was living in a share house, I had a habit of coming home just from a normal day of work at like 6pm, and sometimes I’d feel that exhausted, I’d literally fall face-first onto my bed, with my backpack still on my back, and I’d then wake up at about 3-4am, still with my bag on, and then I’d finally get undressed and crawl into bed.

 

Granted, during that time of my life, I think I was probably going through some kind of chronic fatigue relapse, and just didn’t realise it. Possibly, because I was sleeping so damn much, and loving every minute of it??