Dust Mites and Cat Dander

The oppressive heat prevents a good nights sleep lately. Rain threatened to fall today. Just a tease, though, no relief forthcoming. I worked outside yesterday morning, then came in and showered. Back out after supper, then another shower before bed. The air conditioning could not keep it cool enough and I was thinking about another shower when I woke. Worked awhile outside instead.

It occurred to me this morning that I needed to do a little more than just change the sheets and give my bedroom a once over. Could have been the dog and/or cat hair in my eyes and mouth when I woke. If my gardens are well tended, my house isn't. Sad, but true. I manage to keep the laundry done and the kitchen and bathroom clean. Only one of me and I don't seem to spread as far as I used to.

So, when I came inside, I discovered that HeWho is lazy had done more than just holding his chair to the floor. "Come look at this, the toilet is smoking!" I headed that way, noticing that Mr. Bo Jangles had torn apart another of his toys and white polyester fluff was all over the floor. "Grab the broom and get that up from the floor," I said as  made my way through the obstacle course of dog toys. My mind already thinking we would need to call upon someone with plumbing expertise and the house was a mess. 

I go into the bathroom to see that HeWho thinks himself to be funny had put an empty toilet paper roller between the lid and the seat of the toilet to make it look like the butt of a cigarette hanging out the "lips" of the toilet. He had to put a lot of effort into this, because the toilet lid is a soft close and wouldn't stay down on the cardboard roller. He weighted it with two rolls of toilet tissue. I was not as amused as he thought I should be.

After I put the toilet paper away and tossed the roller, lest Bo find it and tear it into a thousand tiny pieces, I announced that I would not be tending the store until I had thoroughly cleaned our bedroom. He looked like I had slapped his face!

I gathered all the necessary cleaning supplies and jumped right in. It was pretty awful! I filled the vacuum container three times! If pet hair were valuable, we would be rich beyond our wildest dreams! I even wiped down the walls. The vacuum cleaner is recharging and I will keep vacuuming tonight until it no longer picks anything up. 

I cleaned the bathroom, as well. I was on a roll, so why not? I even cleaned the drains in the sink and tub. I would make a great maid, except for the fact that I don't want to be one! I would have rather been in a garden. 

But, this is the part that really annoys me. As soon as I finished, HeWho loves to run errands invented one in order to not have to deal with the store. During my cleaning frenzy, I still manned the phone and took reservations and such. He had only two customers to deal with while I cleaned. As soon as he fled the park and I parked my tired body in this chair hoping for a little rest, it got busy. The phone began ringing non-stop, the door was chiming non-stop!

HeWho finished his errand and came back and all is quiet again. Why? As I am cooking our supper and sneezing every few minutes, I remind him that I am allergic to dust mites and he should be the one dusting. But, I am also allergic to cats and he gave me a cat one year for our anniversary ....