Not quite an ode to my vacuum...

You know what? I'm going to start logging housework as yardwork in my CardioTrainer. Some things don't make sense (like it having Stagehand as an option but not Yoga.) But housework?

Seriously, anyone who thinks housework doesn't burn as much as yardwork has never DONE real housework. I don't mean standing there doing dishes or sweeping (though those are work too). I mean the work usually only MOM'S know about. The people who don't think housework is HARDwork are the people who don't know that you can SCRUB with a vacuum hose. They don't know that the air sucked up in a vacuum comes out in a hot blast, hard to avoid, when you're crouched beside the short hose with the scrubber, holding it together so it won't fall apart, and the vacuum falls over at you beCAUSE of that short hose. They don't know that the tooth attachment on a vacuum is NECESSARY for getting up surprise cat/dog/child puke out of a carpet. Those who DO, know when you scrub and the brown comes up, it's a good surface mess that takes only 2-4 minutes, and that when it leaves a red kool-aid like stain, that it's forever, but you scrub anyway.

These people know that it takes HANDS AND KNEES to get nose/ball/hand prints off of the walls, and that you usually have to be oh-so-gentle (and thus more time-consuming) when you RENT and scrubbing too hard or too fast starts to takes upthe cheap paint. They know that black grout is a blessing, and juuuust how heavy a load of wet laundry is when you don't have a working dryer or hang your laundry.

Housework is HARDwork. And if you don't think so, trade your rake for the vacuum. Oh, and don't forget to get in the corners under the cushions.

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