Thursday, February 26, 2009
The teenpad and why it is outside!
When I bought my house, my daughter was still in her last year at school, a crotchety eldest sister who was definitely not getting on with her brothers. So it was a big drawcard for my buying the house that the outside room, normally a servants quarters had been turned into a nicely tiled room with en-suite shower and toilet. Ideal for my eldest kids. Robynne stayed in that room for a couple of years and I used to go in there about once a month when she was on a sleepover and springclean. The room was very girly with a lot of knick-knacks and not a spare surface to put anything down. When she left home, Dael took up residence in the outside room and although he doesn't have as many belongings as his sister he is possibly the dirtier resident.
Anyway, last Friday night when the boys were at youth group for the evening, I decided that it was a good time to springclean as I hadn't been in there to clean for about 2 months. The only times I went in there was to get out a load of mugs (literally a laundry basket full) when I found I had nothing left in the kitchen or to rescue some of my towels lying in rapidly decaying heaps on his bedroom floor.
So I gathered the necessary supplies, bolstered my courage with a shot of vodka or two and entered the temple of disgust. Anybody who has teenage boys will know how their living area can begin to smell after only a short time!! I started with the bathroom. The toilet area was not to be touched until I had sprayed the general area with liberal amounts of bleach disinfectant while standing at a distance. I let that soak for a while and began wiping the basin and windowsill area. The shower curtain got the bleach treatment on both sides while I tackled the toilet. And so I continued. In between fetching more supplies from the main house or taking a load of laundry to the wash, I would down another shot of vodka.
While other naughty forties were enjoying an evening of fun and enjoyment, I was at home getting high on bleach fumes and cheap vodka. At about 9.30 pm, I got a phone call to fetch the boys and went off merrily and probably over the legal limit - luckily the roads were quiet! Dael was quite amused that I had to get tipsy to clean his room!
(P.S. I was sick to stomach in the morning - payback for my sins!)