A proclamation had been issued: Homestead Christmas decorating will take place earlier this year. No matter that we are not going to be in the country for a grand chunk of the Yuletide build up, decorating needs to happen and we need to have time to enjoy the tinselly goodness.
And you all know what that means.
Yes, time for the annual Homestead downstairs window clean.
Not my favourite task, mainly because of the futility of it (two dogs, two cats and sundry clumsy humans quickly reduce it to a smeary, muddy mess), but I figured once a year I just need to dig deep…and stop whining.
But now, downstairs at least, it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas.
Union Homestead 
One of the upsides of being a wheelchair user is that windows are no longer my job, ever. Unfortunately loo scrubbing IS still well within my reach…..
I don’t really mind cleaning the loos. But windows…blah!
Cleaning windows is a serious business however you look at it.
It is also quite the workout. Im feeling a little creaky this morning
I feel creaky every morning. Yet another birthday may have something to do with that. 🙂
Well, just look at those sparkling panes! I find window cleaning a chore and very tiring (arthritis hands – who’d have them!) so I do just a few at a time and not very regularly. Also we have now given in and employ a window cleaner for the outside because we cannot manage ladders or very long brushes on the end of poles. The results are not as good as when I used to do them but they are good enough.
When I was very ill, I was given a cleaner to do the things I found difficult such as vacuuming and floor mopping and bathroom cleaning.The results almost drove me mad. That was before I discovered the “good enough” attitude. Its very healthy!
I had a cleaner when I had a 13 week-old baby, my then husband had left me and I had just been diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis. She was awful! She even broke my vacuum cleaner. I got rid of her and learnt to manage and put up with good enough.