While I was at the orthodontist office with the younger son, I leafed through the July issue of 'Chatelaine' magazine that I found on the magazine rack. One of the articles caught my attention. It had to do with enjoying or not enjoying cleaning and tidying a home. I don't have the magazine with me now so I can only offer you the impressions I came away with.
One of the opinions put forward was that educated women do not clean as well as uneducated women. It seems educated women do not consider cleaning and tidying a home as 'labour' as much as an uneducated woman might. Well, cleaning one's home is one of those thankless tasks. Never ending...never ending...did I say never ending!!!!
Before I can start to clean, I have to tidy! It seems no matter how many or how big the closets are or how many organizing bins I provide and no matter how often I sound off........ o.k., I just need to calm down a minute.
So, now everything is tidy, not perfect as that would just take too long. Now it's time to clean. How I clean depends on what's happening. Are we expecting company or not? Come on, you all agree with me, don't you?
Back to the magazine article, another opinion offered was that we see our homes as being dirtier and more untidy than others do who enter. I agree. We live in our homes and have time to see all the dust bunnies and the marks on the wall and smudges on the windows and dried whatever on the kitchen floor. I wonder how many times I walk past the above offenders before they annoy me enough to fix them!
One of the last ideas I remember from the article was the satisfied feeling we get when our home is clean and tidy. It is a solitary time, a time alone with our thoughts. I know I do like to clean, especially when no one is at home. I have the tunes turned up and I sing out loud with the music and dance. It feels good! I feel good!
So, do I consider cleaning labour or not?