It's a little like falling off a horse, but not really

I'm sure that means very little to most of you.

The house is really clean now. This makes me happy.

I know I've mentioned before how much happier I am in a clean house, and you would think that would make me a consciencious housekeeper, but it does not. When I'm healthy I manage to keep things picked up, but lately I can't even do that.

I had terrible luck finding a service until I picked up a random flyer from a service that said they also do organization. I thought that sounded all right, and the price they quoted was reasonable, so I decided to hire them.

I'm happy with the results.

I'm also lusting after a washer and dryer that would be truly perfect if... they were in my house. They're too beautiful for the basement or the back porch. Swoon. I could put them someplace and when people came over, I'd take them in to see the washer and dryer.

And then everybody would know that I am part of a different lunatic fringe: the appliance junkie. Currently I am merely a wannabe, and I guess that's OK.

before - after