Spring Cleaning, that was how I spent my Memorial Day.  I didn’t do it all at once though.  Like those drawers, I haven’t got to them yet, sadly.  All I did was clean the floors which thankfully, I didn’t have to clean the whole thing.

My mom dragged me out of my room and downstairs so I could begin cleaning the living room while my mom moved everything out of the shoe closet.  The floor was seriously dusty, dust bunnies literally blew across the floor.  I guess that’s what happens when you have to turn on the heat six months out of the year, dust accumulates in the vents and ducts and out it goes onto the floor.

We finally turned off the heat tonight, though.  I feel so relieved to finally be able to open my window ’cause it feels so hot and stuffy with everything closed.  And of course, my mom has zero patience when it comes to slow moving work.  She wants me to clean but she wants it fast.  Well, you can only have one of those, either slow and clean or fast and dirty.

I wasn’t even done with the living room when she took over. Then she almost flew through the house, cleaning at the speed of superman, colliding into every furniture I could think of.

My mother used to be a housekeeper when she first came to the U.S. and a housekeeper needs to clean everyday at a record rate. The house she worked for just so happened to be owned by a family of slop. So I can imagine how she became the clean freak as she is today.  I’ll bet if there’s a Olympic event for cleaning, she’d be the first to win it. 🙂

Anyway, she didn’t let me mess with her cleaning but while she went out to change the water, I took the sweet opportunity to snap some pictures. I know, it’s stupid but she tends to make me watch her while she cleans so I can learn how to do in the future.  I would never get it anyways. Cleaning is cleaning.

She finished the job in half of the time it usually takes me although I am still questioning if her efforts is the same as mine.  I opened the window to blow dry the floor while taking another chance to snap more pictures. Then it was done, it was all the cleaning we can manage, I can at least for today.  It is hard to imagine that before my neighbor introduced me to the Swiffer mop, I actually used a cloth, got down on two knees, and scrubbed the floor clean like Cinderella.