When you live simply, you clean simply. At least that’s what I want to believe as I get ready to leave the cottage—and it seems to be true. I keep my outdoor shoes in the entry way and wipe the sink as I go along. I use so few surfaces here, just a few tables, and those will be easy to dust.
Speaking of tables, there is the dining room table, which I dusted a while ago as I dismantled a partially completed jigsaw puzzle of a box of candies. The individual candies were fun to piece together but the hundreds of little brown wrappings were more of a challenge than I had interest in. When I realized I wouldn’t have time to finish it, my interest dwindled, and voila, back in the box it went. Maybe I just don’t like candy enough. If it had been potato chips, I still be working on it. Um, I wonder if one of those exists?
Speaking of tables, there is the dining room table, which I dusted a while ago as I dismantled a partially completed jigsaw puzzle of a box of candies. The individual candies were fun to piece together but the hundreds of little brown wrappings were more of a challenge than I had interest in. When I realized I wouldn’t have time to finish it, my interest dwindled, and voila, back in the box it went. Maybe I just don’t like candy enough. If it had been potato chips, I still be working on it. Um, I wonder if one of those exists?