The perils of being a domestic goddess

Spring cleaning can be hazardous to your health…

kitchen windowThere I was in my full-on Cinderella mode, first scrubbing the hearth and then trudging upstairs to the kitchen, washing the window above the sink, crouching–squatting really–on the tile counter–stretching my right arm at an awkward angle across my body to reach the very top of the glass, at which point I accidentally knocked over a cup of cold tea near my feet which made the counter slippery as ice at a skating rink and I couldn’t stop myself before I slipped off and fell on the very hard tile floor. Gracefully, I might add, and with no real damage done but a lot of bruises and a slightly sprained wrist. I thought I was gonna have to email TheFurFiles to have her surgeon hubby fly in for an emergency operation!

Alls well that ends well. I’m finished with the heavy work and now it’s time to work on me: a little exfoliating and self-tanning and a mani-pedi and I’ll be ready for my tugboat man!

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36 thoughts on “The perils of being a domestic goddess

  1. Sigh ! Everywhere is full of danger, not only out at sea. I ever slipped and fell on a slippery floor at home while doing cleaning. It’s very easy to say be careful, but life is always very unpredictable and vulnerable. Mum also has her fair share of injuries, when cooking, the oil on the pan jumped on her skin, when cutting foodstuff, she accidentally cut herself, etc…At home my floor tiles are those that can become slippery when wet, maybe one day when I’m very old, I will die by slipping and falling hard on a wet floor.

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    • I see you on my wall! Hi there! It is the smallest kitchen in the world, practically like a galley on a boat and I used to want to expand and make a huge one, but everything is really so nice and close and its actually very efficient so I have learned to like its good points! We are going to redo the old fashioned tile counter which I bleach and bleach cos I like everything sanitary, and put marble in and get a new sink, but im in no hurry. That’s the window I could look out on my son playing in the yard and never take my eyes off of him for a second. That was one of the reasons we bought the house. I loved the way it was set up. Thanks for visiting! Next time I’ll offer you a cup of ginger tea!

      On Mon, Mar 11, 2013 at 9:02 AM, Enchanted Seashells…Confessions of a Tugbo

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  2. See what housework can do to a person? You kitchen looks lovely, BTW. And I’m so glad you are OK. Mr. FurFiles is always on stand-by though if you need him. And I’m glad you are preparing for Mr. Tugboat’s return. That is exciting.

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  3. Yay! I can access your site again! I haven’t been able to get on. I’m glad you’re okay after your fall. I’m dealing with a bruised tailbone, but I have champagne and stilletos rather than tea to blame!

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