Ewww . . . nasty . . . .

Today I:

• scrubbed two bathroom floors on my hands and knees.
• Scrubbed a bathtub and a toilet, ditto.
• Scrubbed two bathroom sinks (standing up . . . this is progress?).
• Crawled under two dressers, two desks, the dining table, an armchair and a china cabinet with whiskbroom, dustpan, and Endust-soaked rags to sweep out months-if-not-years of dust, dirt, cobwebs, and Miscellaneous Filth.  Doing all this while being forced to crawl around in the Miscellaneous Filth I stirred up is not optimal therapy for asthmatics.
• Cleared, dusted, and organized the Assorted Gunk that lives on top of the little freezer, ’cos we don’t have anyplace else to put it.
• Ran out of one of the two cans of Comet.
• Ran out of Endust.

Tomorrow I have to buy more Endust and Comet, get a handful of scrubbers and a couple of mop heads, and start in again under the other living-room chairs, and possibly take down and dust all the bric-a-brac on top of the entertainment centre, and maybe even move the centre and clean out the Miscellaneous Filth under it.