Silly Cleaners - Mono Monday

The ‘silly’ part of this blip is my having been silly enough to take on the job of cleaning my ex-husband’s apartment.  He hasn’t been in a position to use it for the last five years and in his absence it’s been used by my sons and their friends and random acquaintances.  Apparently everyone who used the place thought cleaning it was someone else’s problem.  This view applied in every room, but particularly in the kitchen.  It seems that for several years there’s been a regime of using the least dirty plate and then tossing it back in the sink. 

I’ll need a place to stay on when I visit Simon in hospital and he’ll need somewhere after he gets out and starts outpatient treatment, so I conscripted Peter, poor soul, to help me clean.  Peter’s dilemma in the kitchen was finding a clear, clean surface to put the dishes on after he washed them.  His ingenious solution was to stack them in the bath while he cleaned the sink and benches. Very clever, except that meant he got stuck with cleaning the bath as well.

The extra shows Peter trying to explain the tangle of coat hangers we extracted from the bottom of a wardrobe to a bemused neighbour.  Separating them would have been the work of a lifetime, so we pulled the whole wire sculpture out as one mass, like pulling a cork from a bottle.

On the way home we got a call from my youngest son.  He’s coming to Sydney next week to visit his brother and he’ll stay at the apartment.  We’re wondering how much of our good work he can undo in a three-day stay.