A clean home is a happy home

I spent Saturdays when I was younger dusting and vacuuming the house. Mom made Michelle and me take on this task not only every Saturday but every Wednesday as well. I think we had the cleanest house in all the neighborhood. Many times my mom made me dust more than the usual 2 times a week because my performance was less than stellar. Mom was, and still is a stickler for a spic n span home.

These days, having an apartment of my own, I have no idea how she kept everything so spotless. While I think I live in a clean place it's by no means anywhere close to as clean as the house I grew up in. Today, I'll spend the day making this place shine. Dusting, vacuuming, cleaning the bathroom and kitchen and making Mama proud. 



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