Spring cleaning, that is…and I take it very seriously!
Yesterday, I used the Murphy’s to wash the outside of my kitchen cabinets. Though I dust and wipe them down regularly, whatever ingredient is in the natural gas for cooking leaves a yellowy-tan film on everything! See how they gleam?
You can go ahead and say, “She’s a real clean freak!”, but I guarantee all this work pays off. I remove everything from closets and cabinets, washing down the interiors with the Murphy’s, which I also use to wash all the woodwork, furniture, computer equipment and hardwood floors; I even wipe down the outsides of all my books, CDs and DVDs!
It’s a job, a really long and difficult job, especially if you’re an ‘old gal’ like me!
So, if I haven’t posted for a day here and there over the next few weeks, you’ll know I’m pretty tired and have no energy left to click out the post.
But…to my way of thinking, a ‘clean home’ is a ‘happy home’,
which also makes for a ‘healthy home’!
One of the gifts I received when I graduated from 8th grade was from my Grandma Martha, my Dad’s mother–a hand-crocheted tablecloth. Though I wasn’t exactly thrilled (being a typical teenager then), I packed it away, to be used after marriage…I don’t think I’ve used it but once for its intended purpose.
Martha was 69 years old when she lovingly began crocheting each 3-inch floret–there are 616!–which had to be joined by over 600 more florets, so you can imagine how long she worked on this magnificent piece.
Back at the beginning of November, as I was unpacking Christmas things to make new decorations, I pulled out the tablecloth…and that ‘little voice’ said, “It’s time to wash this and repair it!”–which I did!
Here are some of the repairs I encountered, and mind you, I do not crochet, so I had to carefully join the original loops with some older white thread I had kept–as the tablecloth is now going on 53 years old!
Finally, this project has come to an end…though I somehow ‘felt’ my Grandma looking over my shoulder, as I struggled to join loops properly.
When I began, it was difficult to figure out what loop went where, but each time I picked up the project again, I got the same feeling of love…that I was doing things the right way.
It was almost as if Grandma was guiding the needle for me, because the task became very easy.
Twice, I laid the tablecloth over my bed, and found even more repairs needed, which should have been frustrating–but were not, you see, because I could picture myself as a child, sitting on her carpet, looking up and watching her pray her rosary and crochet at the same time! What a multitasker, eh?
In fact, the very first oil painting I did back in 1975 was that very memory! (Sorry, no image available)
About a week and a half ago, I finished!
The tablecloth is now packed away in a plastic carrier, because it’s too large for my table!
I may hang it at the window, but it will get dusty and dirty, and I really don’t know how many more washings it can take.
What I do know is: this gift was made out of love, and when I repaired it, I gained more love, not only for my Grandma, but for all those who persevere and achieve a goal, no matter what their circumstances!
…from the previous post, and decided to “Sleep late tomorrow.”–while smoking in bed!!!
THIS is the result…an hour of my life. and the lives of residents of 101 other apartments, which we’ll never get back…all because some jerk thought they were being “COOL”!
If I sound a bit angry, it’s because of the stupidity of fools like this negligent tenant, who endangered not only their own life, but the lives of several hundred others!
I truly feel they should be evicted after such a stupid transgression…we’ll see.
Needless to say, the CFD responded within minutes, as did the CPD! These men and women serve us unceasingly…and, here in Chicago, many treat them as “dirt”—until it’s a fire or shooting and they become affected directly!
Wherever you live, if you have an experience similar to this, or worse, take the time to “THANK” these first responders…your LIFE may depend upon their quick actions!
It is nice to note, though, that one of the CPD trucks was decorated for the holidays…demonstrating that firefighters are ALSO human beings!
…two months ago, I photographed these…remember?
Graceful Hosta Flowers-1
This past Sunday, I photographed the same planting again…this time, from a different angle…and sadly, they are at their end, going to seed and the edges of the leaves are browning…but, no matter how rough the Winter will be, next Spring they’ll be back, as gorgeous and graceful as ever!
October’s Hosta Flowers