And Then I Came To …
on the bathroom floor, looking under the claw footed tub.
There ought to be a law.
No ‘underneath’ under tubs. Underneaths are just wrong, they shouldn’t exist.
Our claw-footed tub (yes, the feet actually resemble bird claws or talons and are brass in nature), has a space between the bottom of the tub and the floor. I’ve lived here for three years and didn’t realize this was the hiding place of the mother of all dust bunnies.
When I came to…
I looked at it. It looked at me, defiantly. This was more accurately the GRANDMOTHER of all dust bunnies, and she was MINE.
Tackling the mess, with gloves and breathing apparatus, I scooped the chunks of dust up. Gray, aged, damp dust clung to the floor fighting, in vain against the impending cleanliness.
And what reward awaits those who now use the bathroom?
If you were to crawl on your belly, face to the tub you will see clear to the back wall, if you wanted to.
And now that I know what can happen ‘underneath’ I’ve decided to clean there every three years whether it needs it or not. Oh, but don’t tell the husband. He’s convinced I have no idea how to clean a bathroom.
Comments (6)
Congratulations! In the 2 plus years that we've lived in our house you've cleaned underneath the tub once!
Now I know why you had that puzzled look whenever I'd walk into the bathroom with a Swiffer dust mop. You should pass out in the bathroom more often. Actually, no, I take that back. You should pass out all over the house and you'll find all kinds of wonderful places where the dust bunnies live.
BTW, my hockey helmut is downstairs in the furnace room. You may want to put it on the next time you feel nauseous just in case (or if you want to feel nauseous just put in on for a little while). I wouldn't want the neighbours to think I gave you a black eye.
Lastly, I did notice that the bathroom floor was spick and span. I couldn't figure out why. My questions have been answered after reading stuffandjunk.com. Nice job!
Posted by: Jay on December 14, 2004 3:33 PM
Hey now, If you two are gonna fight take it outside! :-) Sheesh, kids these days.
Posted by: david on December 14, 2004 6:45 PM
Fight? That's not fighting. Every word and nuance is true. (Just wait Mr. Newlywed-this is your FUTURE!
Posted by: Lissa on December 14, 2004 10:00 PM
So it's only fighting if one of you is wrong? You old folks are so wierd! :-) The dust bunnies in our old place were so big you could almost stub your toe on them. Now we have carpetting and I haven't seen one in ages. Can only imagine where they go. Shudder.
Posted by: david on December 15, 2004 10:54 AM
We do have a claw-foot tub, though.
And that was so not fighting.
Posted by: Shiz on December 15, 2004 7:20 PM
Fighting 101:
Do not air grievances privately, Post all complaints.
Sarcasm is the tool of choice, use it with a raised eyebrow. But only one.
Do not bring up the past. unless it proves, one more time, that you were RIGHT ALL ALONG.
IF it goes private, were head gear, but not his hockey helmet. That's just gross.
Posted by: Lissa on December 15, 2004 7:54 PM
