…today anyway. Don’t get me wrong, I like me a clean kept house.
This season of my life has me assuming the role of stay at home wife. Until I begin OT school next month, my priorities are keeping the little military assigned housing that my husband and I live in pretty, full of food, and clean. The process of cleaning is pretty dreadful for me (oh you too?), but the finished product (Clean countertops! Sparkling mirrors! Shiny floors!) is what eggs me on to break out my plastic gloves and my bucket o’ supplies.
Not today though. My cleaning motivation is lacking because the weather is a nice 75 degrees (what’s the keyboard shortcut for the degree sign?) and sunny and I’m gonna put a couple of miles on the board.
Running is better than cleaning because you get to breathe in fresh air instead of chemical smells. Doesn’t fresh air just excite you more than Lysol? That is, unless you choose natural supplies and the odors aren’t as strong. I haven’t been active about finding natural replacements for cleaning supplies although I’m wanting to. I still like a good bottle of Windex, it fixes everything! <– My Big Fat Greek Wedding vague reference.
Running is better than cleaning because you feel like you really deserve to eat dessert after dinner or lunch or breakfast. Something about settling down to eat an ice cream bowl after mopping the floor just doesn’t seem right to me. A piece of dark chocolate after vacuuming though, yes.
Running is better than cleaning because the sight of birds flying above you and the sound of squirrels moving among the woody areas make me smile in a way that wiping down the walls and the inside of the fridge do not. Oh, the crud I wiped off from the condiment shelf was icky and hardened! We need to do a better job of not being so messy with them.
Lastly, running is better than cleaning the house because you get to dress up for it! Your running clothes, running shoes, running hat, running underwear even! No one buys a vacuuming skirt or a hi-tech sweeping shirt, it’s just not popular enough. So until a cleaning company comes up with a mainstream clothing line, I’m going to wear my Brooks PR mesh skirt and my marathon tech tee for a fashionable, refreshing run.
Well, maybe not the skirt. It’s in the dirty laundry pile.