Ephchap
Active Member
Hi. My name is Deb and I'm a cleaner too.
:rofl:
Back in the day when difficult child was out all night or in bed and wouldn't get up (after effects of drugging), I had the cleanest house on the planet. I would literally scrub anything and everything.
I think somehow I was trying to scrub away the frustration.
Even now, during stressful times, I find that I scrub. I am not the world's best declutterer, but I do zero in on one spot or room and clean and clean. My kitchen counters, floors, blinds, etc. During that dark period when difficult child was drugging, I think I totally scrubbed down three rooms at any given time.
Unfortunately, I've also been known to nibble while on this cleaning frenzy, so I clean and munch, clean and munch. Clean house, fat body.
Ughhhh.
Deb
:rofl:
Back in the day when difficult child was out all night or in bed and wouldn't get up (after effects of drugging), I had the cleanest house on the planet. I would literally scrub anything and everything.
I think somehow I was trying to scrub away the frustration.
Even now, during stressful times, I find that I scrub. I am not the world's best declutterer, but I do zero in on one spot or room and clean and clean. My kitchen counters, floors, blinds, etc. During that dark period when difficult child was drugging, I think I totally scrubbed down three rooms at any given time.
Unfortunately, I've also been known to nibble while on this cleaning frenzy, so I clean and munch, clean and munch. Clean house, fat body.
Ughhhh.
Deb