An unexpected stomach bug came to visit me two days after the announcement of the unexpected new President of the United States. I don’t know if and how the two are related, I just know that on Veteran’s Day I spent my entire day and night alternating between sleeping and puking.
On Saturday I felt a bit better, and my accomplishments of that day were simply trying to keep some food where it is supposed to be. I was successful, in the sense that nothing came out the wrong way, but very little made its way in.
Sunday, the sun was shining, I woke up a new person, at least 5 pounds lighter (or so I like to believe it anyway).
So what better thing to do on a very empty stomach than deep clean the dishwasher? I tell you, I really wasn’t planning on it, but the filter had some corn on it, I took it out, saw all this gunk and before I knew it, I was using Q-tips to clean the crevices in the seals and the gunk around the racks. Gross!
While I was at it, I started to make my ‘old fashioned Grease fighter solution’ (dish wash liquid, vinegar and hot water in a spray bottle) to clean the stove hood. Embarrassing how gross my kitchen really was. No wonder I got a stomach bug!
On to the stove, the fridge, the coffee maker, the microwave and lastly the sink. All stainless steel (silly name really: if one thing attracts stains, it is stainless steel! The trick: rub a bit of mineral oil or baby oil over the cleaned appliance and it shines and protects from fingerprints and smudges for a while.)
A few hours later, my kitchen was so clean: I could see my reflection from every angle. And I was able to keep the coffee down, win-win for me.
I would post a picture, but due to the high shine level it was very hard to take a good shot . Okay, I know you want to see it, so here’s one for you: notice the shine!
Now, with some food and caffeine in my body, I moved on to clean and organize the library/office space in my home. Finally filing those papers, throwing away what’s no longer needed (why did we keep that receipt anyway? And have we ever looked at this magazine? Will we ever?). The vacuum cleaner took care of all the dust bunnies and in the end all books were able to fit back on the book shelves.
I took a break with a cup of tea and scrolled through the Facebook feed of the day. I noticed a lot of my friends had organized and cleaned. Made me wonder: Do people find consolation in organizing their own stuff in a time of (political) chaos? As if by organizing and cleaning your home, you slowly get a little bit more grip on the hectic world around you. That if the world doesn’t make sense to you, you try to make sense of your living space. And if you can’t control the outdoor world, you’d better take control over your own world.
And if that is the case, maybe we can take some comfort out of this crazy 2016 elections: at least we have clean and organized houses!