Those who know me know that I am not fond of cleaning.
In my defense, I know very few people fond of cleaning.
But I don't really clean.
When I am busy and something has to give, it is my house. It will be clean again someday, but right now I have to work on X, Y, Z.
Until I get to the point when I just have to put everything else aside to clean because I can no longer stand it. This point usually comes when I cough up a hair ball from my dogs because there is so much of it on my floor.
That point was reached this weekend. Specifically yesterday.
I was armed and ready, though. I bought a couple of new (new to me) items that I have to share with everyone!
The Swiffer Duster.
This has got to be the best thing since sliced bread. I hate that expression. How hard is bread to slice? Come on.
Just shake the duster thing around and hook it to the plastic thing (the directions are a bit more specific). Then you dust away. You don't even have to move anything! Did you see that - you needn't move a thing! My dining room required one duster thing; the living room another. I didn't get so far as to clean the second floor. I was tired and needed wine.
I fell victim to the clever advertising. I own the Swiffer floor stuff and use it once in a while (um, never). I thought I would like the Swiffer Duster.
Mr. Clean Magic Eraser
A friend of mine turned me on to this bad boy a few years ago. You could tell it was at a point when we were both single. We called each other about cleaning products that work wonderfully. We are men magnets!
I don't know what the Jesus is in this "magic eraser" and I don't care! It cleans like a champ! Anything! The commercials are correct! It will clean crayon off the floor, dirt off the wall, spots off the cat. Brilliant!
I can't wait to clean the second floor! What fun!