FOWC with Fandango: Urge

Yesterday I had the urge to clean a window:not these windows in the picture – they are in town and they probably have a man that cleans them with a special lift and he gets paid for it. No, my windows are at home, I do not get paid for it and I have two sides to our apartment with widows on both sides. I used to clean the windows quite often, but as the years go past and my multiple sclerosis progresses, my ability to clean windows diminishes. It was last week when my cleaning help was here and said she would do the windows some time. She also made the remark that I used to clean them often.. She was right, This week I was more at home. Mr.Swiss was not feeling so active in his golden oldie home and today it was raining, which means a no go with my scooter for a visit. So yesterday I decided to clean one window. However, I afterwards decided that I would clean the window in the next room and yes, I eventually cleaned the third window in the next room, meaning that I again had nice clean windows on one side of the apartment.

You would that that would be enough punishment, but today I was again at home and began the windows on the other side of the apartment. Of course, there are four sets, and yes, after almost an hour I had done them all. In the meanwhile an orchid fell to the ground, so I had to sweep the mess away, but the orchid survived. However, now I have clean windows everywhere and yes, I was a little exhausted afterwards.

We women have strange urges sometimes.

FOWC with Fandango: Urge

2 thoughts on “FOWC with Fandango: Urge

  1. I’ve been known to begin rearranging rooms, bookcases, filing cabinets, kitchen cupboards late into the night! A recurring memory of my mother’s younger days – when she had more energy and vigor – were her regular window washings. I’m glad you got the job done but do take care!!

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