If you've ever been to my house, "clean" is probably not the first word to pop into your head. More often than not there is laundry piled on the couch, toys scattered all over the place, and dirty dishes in the sink. But I promise you, I clean ALL THE TIME. Everything in my house has been cleaned, scrubbed, and disinfected within the last three months. Why? Because I have kids. Things that you wouldn't even think about cleaning have been cleaned. Even things that say they CAN'T be cleaned, have been cleaned. Is it because I am a raging clean freak? No. It is because I have kids. It is because at some point in the last three months, there has been an outbreak of some kind of contagious illness or another, or a potty-training mishap, or a food fight, or a diaper blowout of biblical proportions, or a coloring-on-the-walls contest. I have scrubbed more greasy finger prints, pen and pencil marks, and stickers off of surfaces you didn't even know could be scrubbed. The Magic Eraser and I are best friends. So if you come over, please understand that underneath the layer of toys, laundry and dishes, deep, deep down, my house is really clean.
P.S. BTW, I am still trying to find a dry cleaner who will take mattresses, couches and arm chairs. I have used upholstery cleaner on them, and that works ok, but there are some stains that just need to be professionally cleaned. Any suggestions would be appreciated!
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