My Ramblings.. I'm going insane

freakygirl

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Most everyone here knows that I'm super anal about my house being clean.. (hush Licky, you caught me on days I was to busy to do anything ;)).

I clean certain rooms on certain days. I have a routine. I don't like my routine being messed with. I'm Obsessive Compulsive when it comes to housework.

I hate a dirty house.

They are insulating our house.. drilling cute little holes in the siding and filling it with dust made from recycled newspaper. They did the attics last week.. They fixed our furnace yesterday. It's now blowing air out of the ducts like it is supposed to do. (Something it's never done correctly, but who am I to argue with mom when she says it's working the way it always has). Come to find out the duct work was done wrong 10 years ago when they had it installed. We were paying to heat under the house. Gee If I would have known that.. I would have lived under there. :rolleyes:

*sorry.. got a little off topic there*

Anyway.. I'm going insane because my house is dusty.. I've taken everything off the walls.. and I'm slowely washing it all. Good god.. why is there so much shit in a house? I've come to the conclusion.. knick knaks are stupid.. Pictures do not belong on the walls.. carpet floors are a pain in the ass.. and the oak stair case needs less detail in it..

All the closets that are full of clothing.. coats.. and shit now need to be completly cleaned out.


I fucking hate dust!!!!!!!!!

But the up side of all this.. next winter this house should be warm.
 
Oh baby, you're speaking my language.
I'm one of those people that can not go to sleep in a messy room. Sometimes though, you gotta let go. Only do what you can, minus overbearing stress and pressure.

:kiss:
 
THere's ALWAYS an upside,(now, if I could only believe that.) And, about going insane...I already KNEW that.:p
 
My dust bunnies keep me company and I've grown to not only accept them but also to love them.

Remind me to never let Freaky visit my house, I think she'd die.
 
raindancer.. I did let go.. finally. :) I'm waiting to do anymore cleaning until after they are done. Hopefully it's soon.. as it's driving me crazy. I was following them from room to room cleaning up after them. They yelled at me :( (actually they pointed out that what I was doing was pointless.. )

Nasty.. shush.. :p

Mellon.. trust me.. other peoples houses don't bother me. I bet I'd love your dust bunnies.. but only if they don't bite :D

Myrrdin...LMAO. Good one.
 
Dust dust dust everywhere
Freaky's going nuts over there
I have a way to show I care
Come visit me over here

:D
 
debbiexxx said:
Dust dust dust everywhere
Freaky's going nuts over there
I have a way to show I care
Come visit me over here

:D


I would love to visit you. Always wanted to head down that way. Maybe someday.. :)
 
I clean in completely erratic bursts. Sometimes I'll go on a frantic spree, washing baseboards, turning matresses, the whole deal. Then, I'll let even the vacuuming go for weeks. There's no logic to it at all. Do you think that's a bad thing?

And why oh why didn't I marry a compulsive cleaner like Freaky? Instead I married the Disorder Demon.
 
RisiaSkye said:
I clean in completely erratic bursts. Sometimes I'll go on a frantic spree, washing baseboards, turning matresses, the whole deal. Then, I'll let even the vacuuming go for weeks. There's no logic to it at all. Do you think that's a bad thing?

And why oh why didn't I marry a compulsive cleaner like Freaky? Instead I married the Disorder Demon.


See..I do that stuff daily. Even if a bed hasn't been slept in (like the bunkbeds upstairs) I change the sheets on Tuesdays. It's sick, I know. But I can't break the habit. You never know when two total strangers are going to knock on my door and need a bed to sleep in, right? I'm prepared. Well I was until the damn insulation guys messed up my house. You know what sucks the most about these guys. They aren't cute at all! :(

But hey.. my bathroom is clean. Just incase someone stops by and needs to use it. :D
 
freakygurl32 said:
See..I do that stuff daily. Even if a bed hasn't been slept in (like the bunkbeds upstairs) I change the sheets on Tuesdays. It's sick, I know. But I can't break the habit. You never know when two total strangers are going to knock on my door and need a bed to sleep in, right? I'm prepared. Well I was until the damn insulation guys messed up my house. You know what sucks the most about these guys. They aren't cute at all! :(

But hey.. my bathroom is clean. Just incase someone stops by and needs to use it. :D
I actually wish I was compulsively clean like that, freaky. I want a clean house, I feel obligated to keep a clean house, and I feel guilty every time I realize how *NOT* clean it is.

But instead of having a regimented cleaning schedule, I forget about it completely until our sloth starts to actively bother me. Then, I clean like a madwoman for an entire day, and resume ignoring it again. So, my house is *really* clean about once a month, and it lasts about six hours or until my husband gets home, whichever comes first.

Sorry you don't have cute insulation guys. I think the cute construction worker thing is a total myth--at least, they never seem to work anywhere that they get seen! In the fantasy, they're tall, muscular and pseudo-macho in that Ralph Lauren ad kind of way. In reality, they're usually squat and sweaty, with a Friar Tuck bald spot, beer gut, and plumber's crack.
 
I am having a garage sale Saturday. I am streamlining. Much easier to keep order with less stuff to keep in order. And I am packing up the stuff that I cannot bear to part with, but is non-functional. I am a notorious and sentimental pack-rat.
 
We have these two huge attic areas upstairs that were full of "stuff" not usefull stuff that will ever be used. Just stuff-stuff that should have been thrown away 20 years ago. We are taking it all to the dump.. in a few days.

Also we have a huge backroom that isn't used for anything.. we call it Pandoras box. It's full of shit.. I can't even begin to think what is back there. We are going to clean it out also.

It's time for some crap removal... I hope Mr Freaky doesn't have any plans for Thursday and Friday :D


I'm also thinking about painting the living room and upstairs.

Hey..anyone want to come over and help paint? Free Beer! ;)
 
freakygurl32 said:
I'm also thinking about painting the living room and upstairs.

Hey..anyone want to come over and help paint? Free Beer! ;)
I'll help you paint if you help me paint. :) I'm painting the living room next week, in between my two clerkships.

I've also finally admitted I royally screwed up my downstairs ceiling when I tried to remove the popcorn texture, and am shelling out two hundred bucks (ouch) to make it look like a ceiling again. Walls I can do. The ceiling I've learned to leave to the professionals.
 
Risia, you sound like my husband. He cleans when the crud bothers him. But he's also the one who creates the crud. Always bringing home little pieces of paper that he later denies are his. And it's his writing! *sigh*
 
I clean this house once a year - whether it needs it or not!! :D

No seriously I'm with ya Freakygirl, I hate dust...and I think I have a serious window and wall fetish. I have to clean my windows at least once every two weeks (weekly for the more visible ones) and my walls every three months or so.
 
bindii..

Windows are washed weekly (on Wednesdays). Walls are done monthly.. (on or around the 14th)...

I tell you.. I'm sick :eek: I need to be shot! :D
 
freakygurl32 said:
bindii..

Windows are washed weekly (on Wednesdays). Walls are done monthly.. (on or around the 14th)...

I tell you.. I'm sick :eek: I need to be shot! :D

No you need to move in with my girlfriend - the official Clean Queen! You'd make a good pair.

You don't iron socks and underpants too do ya?
 
I had a buddy who was a neat freak. He used to go to the bathroom to take a leak and while he was in there, I went about the living room tilting the pictures hanging on the walls just to watch him sneer at me when he came out.

It was great fun. He still keeps in touch with me to this day- albeit from Bahrain.
 
Bindii said:


No you need to move in with my girlfriend - the official Clean Queen! You'd make a good pair.

You don't iron socks and underpants too do ya?


Not anymore. My iron broke ;)

I'm joking ofcourse. I don't iron. Thank god Mr Freaky isn't in the military anymore. The uniforms he has now for work are polo shirts and BDU style pants (that don't need to be ironed). Only dress shirts and dress pants need to be ironed now, and I won't allow him to dress up if we go out. :D
 
April said:
Risia, you sound like my husband. He cleans when the crud bothers him. But he's also the one who creates the crud. Always bringing home little pieces of paper that he later denies are his. And it's his writing! *sigh*
Yep, I clean when the crud bothers me. But, I'm not kidding when I say I'm mostly cleaning up after my Disorder Demon. I've kept track and I'm absolutely certain that significantly less than half of the crud originates with me. Hubby's got great personal hygiene and he does the laundry, usually. Other than that, he seems to generate a chaos force-field that leaves mass disorder in his wake. Seriously. It's weird, you can *almost* watch it happening.
 
Hello ... My name is Morgaine ... and I am a clean freak

My house is a wreck. I serioulsy don't know what happens when I go to bed at night. Is it the cat? Do the little people come out at night and have a party in my house? My house is tiny. A cottage really. being right on the water, I have to say I hate summer time. I can really notice all the dust that settles after a day. The spiders. Bugs. Stains on my new woods floors from everyone and their fucking dog running through my house with wet, dirty feet. Tomorrow I have a full day at work. Then one hour to clean it before my Solstice party. I wonder why I am even bothering to clean? The very same people that mess it help will be the ones at the party. As if they care how clean my house is :rolleyes: And yet --- it drives me insane. I am just like you. I can't sleep. I just lay there thinking, this place is a pit. The clutter keeps me awake at night. I'm sure Mr. La Fay will do something within the next 28 minutes to really piss me off. That gets me into a good cleaning spree for about an hour.
 
riff said:
I had a buddy who was a neat freak. He used to go to the bathroom to take a leak and while he was in there, I went about the living room tilting the pictures hanging on the walls just to watch him sneer at me when he came out.

It was great fun. He still keeps in touch with me to this day- albeit from Bahrain.


remind me never to invite you to my house ;)
 
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