Twelve days we have been living in our own house. I love it. I am a grown up again. I wander around the rooms in wonder that this is the place I now call home. I have told my Mum that I will have to be carried out of this house, she is not amused and thinks I have now jinxed this delightful pile of bricks and mortar (I had my fingers crossed the whole time so of course I didn’t).
“Dust. Anybody? No? Dust?”
Marjorie Dawes, Little Britain
Sorry, I know this will freak some of you with OCD tendencies out, but I just had to share (maybe this is a case of over sharing).
Here is the dust (and associated hair, dirt particles and glitter) that has piled up in my home in just 2 days! This is made worse by the fact that this is just one floor and, doesn’t include any dust hiding under the kids beds simply because they have drawers under them and I couldn’t be bothered to move them and then sweep (sorry Mum). Did you know that in every gram of dust (approx half a teaspoon) there are as many as 1,000 dust mites? nope, I didn’t either (thank you AchooAllergy.com). I don’t even want to think about how many are in this pile!
This is the first place we have lived in with hardwood floors throughout and it has made me realize what a dirt bowl our previous homes have been! We used to vacuum once a week at best, once a month at worst. Oh my, that is gross. Actually, I think I might go and pull those drawers out from under the beds…
Life of Ryrie 