Last night, I cleaned my floors. I keep these suckers pretty well-swept (I hate grit under my bare feet), but I have dark laminate, so spills and dirt don't really show much. So I almost never mop, because I hate it, and I've yet to find a babysitter that's willing to moonlight as a cleaning lady for twice the babysitting rate.
Oh well.
It's quite literally been months since I last mopped. I honestly cannot remember the last time, other than once in February? Maybe? I think I did it once since then.
My floors are now so clean that my feet squeak when I walk across them. Laminate never really LOOKS clean (in the right light, you can see all the smudges and stuff on the surface), but boy howdy, it sure sounds clean.
2 comments:
Mopping? What's that?
I have tile floors that aren't particularly dark, but if I sweep regularly, I don't have to mop for months, either! But I do know the feeling of a clean, mopped floor...and only then do I realize how dirty it really was!
And Molly...with two dogs, you don't mop? Yikes, woman.
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