I’m all for clever solutions.
But sometimes even the cleverest don’t work for me.
I spent at least five minutes looking for my dustpan last weekend.
Any guesses where it was?
Hmmmph.
--Nony
Dana White
A Slob Comes Clean is the completely honest (and never-ending) story of my deslobification process. As I find ways to keep my home under control, I share the truth about cleaning and organization methods that actually work for a real-life slob. And I'm funny.
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I’m so sorry I giggled at this…but I’m so happy I’m not the only one!!!
It’s good to be home.
So funny! There is a facebook cartoon going around with a woman frantically looking for her cell phone. She tells her friend that she has to hang up because she has to look for it. Duh! Then my nephew lovingly pointed out MY blunder about my new glasses. We were hiking one day and I realized I didn’t have my glasses on. They were no line bifocals and were expensive. So I am starting to panic and I look over at his confused face. He then started laughing because I actually was wearing them. Double Duh!
Something similar happened with my mom, Vicki. She’d had laughing gas for some dental work and it hadn’t worn off yet when she started asking about her glasses. She, still higher than a kite, the dental assistant, and I are looking around the room for her glasses – which are nowhere to be found. At least not until I looked at her again and spotted them on her face. Maybe there was a leak in the tube for the nitrous oxide because the dental assistant and I both got a great laugh out of it too. 🙂
At least she had a good reason, LOL
LOL. Unfortunately, I had no excuse. Well, the dental assistant didn’t either. 😀
I realized several years ago that the dustpan would fit on the broom handle. Oh this is great, I thought. Too bad I was 50 before I realized it.
Hahahaha!!!
Thanks for the laugh! I, too, sent my son in one day to get my sunglasses off the table. We were on our way to a baseball game and I was waiting in the car. He came to the door and said he couldn’t find them, and I gruffly sent him back into the house to look again, bellering, “They are right on the table! You can’t miss them!” He comes back out and says he can’t find them, and I get out of the car in a huff, and it was then he asked me, “Mom, why can’t you wear the ones that are on top of your head?” OUCH! LOL.
Oh how I relate to this entire story!!! Hahaha!!!
I haven’t used my dustpan in quite some time. I’ve come up with a lovely lazy way of avoiding it. I sweep then vacuum so when I sweep the floor, I just sweep the dust and crumbs onto the carpet and then get them while I’m vacuuming.
I never used to be able to get that little line of dust up from the edge of the dustpan, so I was always hauling the vacuum to the kitchen to get it (or just sweeping it under the fridge…shhhh), but now I’ve saved myself that work.
The only time I use the dustpan now is for small localized spills that I get between whole kitchen sweepings, or things I don’t want spread like broken glass.
lol. Definitely something I would do! Reminds me of the time that I was at my parents’ house and went to the closet to get a broom to clean up the kitchen. I was baffled that there was no broom there! The broom had always been stored there! Mom is not one to rearrange stuff, ever. Finally mom told me to open the closet door again. The broom was hanging on the inside of the door. Oops.
I was packing to go camping and was tearing apart my bedroom looking for the bottom of my bathing suit before I noticed that it was a one piece instead of the tankinis I had previously.
That’s hilarious!!
I’ve totally done this!
I want a magic dustpan!
I have turned on the flashlight on my phone to look for my phone.
Hahaha!!!