While I am at it...

[katallison]

Really rewarding moments, on a Sunday afternoon:

1) Tweezering masses of confetti out of the thoroughly-jammed paper shredder, bit by bit by bit.

2) Going to dust off the top of the cabinet hanging above the range, which has about a one-foot gap between it and the ceiling, for the first time in *ahem* ten years or so quite a while indeed, and discovering that it is covered in a quarter-inch-thick layer of grease felted with dust, so thick and tarry that a putty knife will be required to scrape it up.

3) Discovering that nobody on the entire planet makes or sells replacement drip pans for the weird-ass range in your apartment, and hence the original drip pans, which you have cavalierly burnt black over the years of slopping your cooking about, cannot be replaced and your landlords will probably be forced to kill you when you move out. (Assuming they haven't killed you already for the disastrous spots where the long-defunct cat puked red-food-dye-infused cat food on the unsealed wood floors.)

4) Spending several hours on Google, trying to figure out how in the hell a person is supposed to clean unsealed wood floors, anyway, since every cleaning product in modern commerce, including those specifically made for cleaning wood, is labeled "Do Not Use on Unsealed Wood!"

Oh, Sunday late afternoon, you saddest of all sad times of the week, why do I make you even bleaker by diving NOW into a full month's worth of deferred cleaning??

Comments

[namastenancy.livejournal.com]

Sends love and sympathy. Have you thought about hiring a cleaning team? They can do all the gunky stuff in a day - stuff that you take you ages (time unspecified in order not to freak you out) to do.

Drip pans - look in the yellow pages for people that specialize in the repair, etc. of old stoves. I got somebody to fix my 1946 Wedgewood including making new drip pans and burner covers. It cost under $200 and was well worth it.

Cat puke - see suggestion above.
In closing....sends more love and sympathy!