Today I almost put in a sick note. After feeling sick at the pool yesterday and needing heavy duty antihistamine for allergic reaction to insect bites I slept for 13 hours last night. Not able to go out as can't drive doped up. Got to thinking of new ways to exercise, as it is important to vary activities. Then remembered my dear departed mum, who thought folks were crazy paying to go to the gym. She maintained they were not needed in her day as housework did the trick.
So lying around feeling sorry for myself I noticed a lot of cobwebs around the ceiling. It has been two and a half years since I was up to doing a proper clean of the house, and although others have been keeping it hygienic, there were dust bunnies running about all over the place.
So I claim as my exercise today the full clean of a bathroom, ceiling to floor, mirror, tiles windows, bath, basin, toilet scrubbed until they gleam. Then ceiling to floor removal of cobwebs dusted polished and carpet vacuumed on the landing. Did you know you can vacuum the carpet sitting down? Well I found that out today when my legs had had enough. I spent a total of 5 hours on the cleaning, with about an hour and a half resting in between periods of activity. I actually enjoyed myself, and Mr Pipp was wise enough to keep out of my way. Last time I had a mad clean like that was just before I went into labour with my (now grown up) daughter. Nesting instinct.
I am tired, achy, but well pleased with my efforts, and it was very satisfying to take a cool shower in the pristine bathroom before someone else messes it up.