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Cleaning rules for subs
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Vacuuming too often weakens the carpet fibers. Say this
with a serious face, and shudder delicately whenever anyone
mentions Carpet Fresh.
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Dust bunnies cannot evolve into dust rhinos when disturbed.
Rename the area under the couch "The Galapagos
Islands" and claim an ecological exemption.
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Layers of dirty film on windows and screens provide a
helpful filter against harmful and ageing rays from the
sun. Call it an SPF factor of 5 and leave it alone.
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Cobwebs artfully draped over lampshades reduces the glare
from the bulb, thereby creating a romantic atmosphere.
If anyone points out that the light fixtures need dusting,
simply look affronted and exclaim, "What? And spoil
the ambience?"
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In a pinch, you can always claim that the haphazard
tower of unread magazines and newspapers next to your
chair provides the valuable Feng Shui aspect of a tiger,
thereby reducing your vulnerability. Roll your eyes when
you say this.
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Explain the mound of pet hair brushed up against the
doorways by claiming you are collecting it there to
use for stuffing hand sewn play animals for
underprivileged children.
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If unexpected company is coming, pile everything
unsightly into one room and close the door. As you
show your guests through your tidy home, rattle the
door knob vigorously, fake a growl and say, "I'd
love you to see our Den, but Fluffy hates to be
disturbed and the shots are SO expensive."
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If dusting is REALLY out of control, simply place
a showy urn on the coffee table and insist that
"THIS is where Grandma wanted us to scatter
her ashes..."
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Don't bother repainting. Simply scribble lightly
over a dirty wall with an assortment of crayons,
and try to muster a glint of tears as you say,
"Junior did this the week before that unspeakable
accident... I haven't had the heart to clean it..."
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Mix one-quarter cup pine-scented household cleaner
with four cups of water in a spray bottle. Mist the
air lightly. Leave dampened rags in conspicuous
locations. Develop an exhausted look, throw yourself
onto the couch, and sigh, "I clean and I clean
and I still don't get anywhere..."
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