Effy EldenKeeping a house clean is an absurd amount of work, I don't understand how anyone does it. Like, just keeping all surfaces free of dust feels like a full-time task. Everything just constantly degrades into dirt and filth.
demize@effy mood :(
Charlotte Walker@effy @talia_christine Hence I do not bother
TransitBiker@effy remember that dust is our skin cells. 🫠
Simon White@effy or in the words of Philip K Dick, to "kipple".
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/570515-kipple-is-useless-objects-like-junk-mail-or-match-folders
"No one can win against kipple," he said, "except temporarily and maybe in one spot, like in my apartment I've sort of created a stasis between the pressure of kipple and nonkipple, for the time being."
Steve Gisselbrecht@effy
Quentin Crisp wrote, “There is no need to do any housework at all. After the first four years the dirt doesn't get any worse.”
Quentin Crisp wrote, “There is no need to do any housework at all. After the first four years the dirt doesn't get any worse.”
Jorkin MahJongus@effy this is why we should really live in communes where everyone shares in tasks
Oblomov@effy it's an excellent way to really understand the concept of entropy.
Jake in the desert@effy ugh it's so true. We rent, and it's just insane. I can KIND OF keep up with the rooms we need to use, but there are other places, strange, hidden areas you only discover when you move. That's just how it goes. Every place I've ever lived.
kæt@effy From what I can tell even when posh people had maids Victorian life was set up so that one or two rooms could be perfect for visitors "of course our whole house is like this", and lots of chaos hidden behind that.
Even as a kid I remember many folk had a front room which you weren't allowed in, just in case the vicar or someone came round. My grandparents had a room which we were allowed in for one hour before bedtime if we didn't make a mess.
Alexandra Lanes@chiffchaff Yep. The first two houses I lived in as a kid we had a living room and a lounge. The lounge was for visitors, Sunday dinner, and Christmas. It made Christmas special because the house decamped to the lounge, telly and all, over the festive period.
We were a bit less formal: we'd go into "the front room" before bedtime usually to do something super exciting like watch a World In Action about corruption at the Milk Marketing Board. The cat was allowed in there whenever she wanted though (and spent a lot of time there)!
My mum said that the front door of the house *she* grew up in was used when she got married, when me and my brother were born, and when my grandfather died. I never saw it used. Did you have a door "protocol" too?
@chiffchaff No, and I don’t remember it from Lincolnshire or any of the North Wales relatives’. (In the big Victorian place going out the back door was impractical as you then had to traipse down 40m of back garden to get onto the street.)
@ajlanes Ah, my grans was an end terrace with a door along the gable end, so it wasn't so inconvenient. Just inside the doo the first thing you encountered was the electric meter and associated gubbins. One of those old Bakelite ones which was very rattly (and at ear height). It was like a mumbling electricity accountant in a black bonnet!
Eleanor LNR Blair@chiffchaff @ajlanes We never used to use the front door in our house when I was at primary school, but the back (side) was equally convenient. And went into the kitchen (hard floor) rather than the hall (carpet) so it's more for practicality than protocol I think.
In the house I lived in at while at secondary school the front door was much more convenient and much more used, but the kids only had back (side) door keys :)
In our current house Mike tends to use the back (side) door and I tend to use the front, I think this is partly because I *had* to use the front to accommodate the buggy when Matthew was little, because the back door is tiny. I've no idea why!
None of these doors are actually on the back!
Mum and dad's current house doesn't have a proper back door at all, just patio doors from the kitchen and the conservatory, which are only used for going *out* into the garden, not for coming *in* when you've been away from the house.
🌕 Chelsea 🌻📚@effy This post is extremely relatable. It's especially difficult if you have low spoons and a big house, which is the case for me. Add in 3 cats and I've just about given up.
Jonathan Dresner@effy
"Oh, life is a toil and love is a trouble
Beauty will fade and riches will flee
Pleasures they dwindle and prices they double
and nothing is as I would wish it to be."
- The Housewive's Lament (19c)
"Oh, life is a toil and love is a trouble
Beauty will fade and riches will flee
Pleasures they dwindle and prices they double
and nothing is as I would wish it to be."
- The Housewive's Lament (19c)
Nick's world@TheQuinbox @effy When I get my own house, I'm getting a robotic vacume. I already hate doing things like laundry. Cleaning a house manually just isn't fun. I've done it before. Floors are the worst. Windows are okay.
innerspacegirlwhich is why rich people used to have parlor maids.
@effy That's why rich people have servants. In the past, wives of rich men were expected to manage the servants. For the lower classes, wives were judged on their cooking and cleaning.