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NICKI KINICKIE
writer & housewife blogging about life

DIARY OF AN ESSEX GIRL NOW LIVING IN NORFOLK. TALKING HONESTLY ABOUT LIFE, MOTHERHOOD AND MENTAL HEALTH.

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Tuesday, 18 June 2013

An Ode to HOUSEWORK.

Oh house, why don't you ever clean yourself?
I am sure I didn't leave that towel on the floor and toothpaste in the sink.
Why is my sparkly kitchen surface suddenly covered in crumbs?
Why is there a stray buttered knife left on top of the dishwasher and not in it?
I really don't remember leaving stinky socks in the hall or trainers on the stairs.
I don't remember inviting those cobwebs to nest in my corners and I'm certainly not waiting for the dust to settle.
Why is the toilet seat up again?
Oh house, seriously now! Give me a break!
I am sure you are secretly snacking while I am asleep and leaving mess.
Why are the windows smeary and the carpet dirty?
The washing pile is now taller than me.
I'm pretty sure I cleaned the oven last week, it can't need doing again?
The toilet seat is still up.
It's ok, I can do this.
Out with the duster, out with the hoover, a spritz of polish and everything looks new.
A spray of surface cleaner here, a dabble of surface wipes there.
Feather duster in those corners.
Polish of the mirrors.
Perfect!
Quick mop of the floor then wipe and open the windows.
Huge dent made in the pile of washing.
Feet up, telly on. Coffee. Bliss!
What a sparkly clean house I have.
Dinner gets cooked.
People come over.
Clothes get worn.
Crumbs be dropped.
Life continues.
I'm sure I didn't leave that towel on the floor and toothpaste in the sink?
Why is my sparkly kitchen surface sunddenly covered in crumbs?
Why is there a stray buttered knife left on top of the dishwasher and not in it?
I really don't remember leaving stinky socks in the hall or trainers on the stairs.
I don't remember inviting those cobwebs to nest in my corners and I'm certainly not waiting for the dust to settle.
Why is the toilet seat up again?
Oh house, seriously now! Give me a break!

*SIGH*


3 comments:

Sarah Nunn said...

Hahaha love this. Life is too short to do housework!
xxx

Sarah Nunn // UK Style Blog

Nicki Kinickie said...

Thought I would make it a bit less moany if it were written in the style of a poem!! :) xxx

Violet Gibson said...

Nicki, it's great!
Housework can't kill you, but why take a chance?
House cleaning expert

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