Welcome to my somewhat infrequent Friday song/tune day, ladies and gentlemen, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.
It is possible that my brother might pay us a visit tomorrow. I found out today that he has a couple of days work just outside of town. When my son was greeted with this news, I immediately got a lecture about how messy the house was, the implication being that it was mostly my stuff everywhere.

It is very untidy and grimy, ladies and gentlemen. No doubt about it. I must admit that I am a bit of a hoarder. I still have the merit card that I got for folk dancing when I was in the third grade. Those were the days! I suppose if I spent more time cleaning the house and less time pulling out the African love grass at the park, my tiny house might be more presentable. Bloomin’ heck, it could also be more presentable if two watering cans and my weeding tool hadn’t mysteriously found their way into the dining room. One watering can would have sufficed. Anyway, we had a quick clean-up, tossing a stack of those terribly useful yogurt buckets into the recycling bin and moving some electrical cords off the kitchen bench. As you do. Before people come over. But really, half a day is not a lot of notice.
But back to the Friday song. Today I have chosen Beth Hart performing her song, The Ugliest House On The Block. Enjoy.
Oh well, If it doesn’t rain tomorrow, we could go for a walk rather than sit around inside.
Take care, everyone.
Kind Regards.
Tracy.
Must admit I identified with certain elements of your confession, even though (try not to hate me) I have someone who comes in to clean three times a week. It helps keep me on track with putting my stuff away. Like having a visitor every-other-day that I have to mind my house manners for.
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When I had a frozen shoulder, I had a house cleaner once a week. It was so stressful. We had to race around madly cleaning up before she arrived, so I can totally relate, Judy.
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I’m a hoarder too. And trust me, you will not feel cleansed and new if you get rid of the stuff. I know. I still regret getting rid of my school report book, last written in in 1965 I think, and finally disposed of in 2014.
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Well, that is throwing away part of your life while you are still living it. Thank you for telling this story, Margaret. I feel comforted that there are some equally sentimental people.
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Exactly. But I am beginning to think about Swedish Death Cleaning: https://www.familyhandyman.com/list/10-things-to-know-about-swedish-death-cleaning/. I don’t want my descendants to hate me as they think of all the skips they’re going to need to hire!
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Funnily enough, I think your descendants have to be quite old themselves before they are interested in the family history and memorabilia, Margaret. So maybe don’t die young if you can help it.
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No longer my possible fate! But you’re right. I didn’t take enough interest … and now it’s too late to ask questions.
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I am the total opposite. Nothing is so sacred that it cannot be pitched. My husband tells me hands off his stuff. Oh, the temptation…
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He must be a very nervous man, Lois. 😗
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I’m not a hoarder, don’t like clutter, and keep my small home basically clean. Now I said basically. Don’t check the blinds! We are who we are. We make our house our home. If a visitor loves you, they won’t mind clutter or a bit of a mess. Be who you are and enjoy life! Take care Tracy.
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Dust and venetian blinds go together, Anne.
I find it very difficult to “own” my own mess but I don’t like it either. But nor do I want to just throw things out. I feel I must at least try to repurpose things. So, oh well, I can’t have it both ways.
It was so nice to see my brother, Anne. Hopefully he will be down this way again for work.
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I continually throw stuff out or give it away. If there’s too much clutter around me I can’t think. Then, there’s the stuff I can’t possibly do like take down the storm windows to really wash my windows. Can’t do it. Don’t know anyone who can, so I just do what I can and ignore what I can’t. It’s funny how different we all are from each other.
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We just pulled down the screens to brush them off, wash the outside of the windows and put the screens back up. Windows looked great…then the sun shone on them. Damn–all the streaks! Too bad, though. Those streaks are clean.
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Screens — ah to live in a climate where I only had to take down screens… I honestly don’t know what the people who sold me my house were thinking. All the windows are locked shut with weather stripping. If I could open them, I could do at least a little something.
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Oh well. 😁
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That’s probably why I can’t think either, Martha. 🙂 Someone must be able to fix those windows but, money …
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I have a lot of yoghurt buckets in my shed to help me keep things in some sort of order and I can find stuff when needed. I now have an excess. I know as I was looking for a few things yesterday.
At least my watering cans end up in the laundry.
When I get the text to say I have an Airbnb guest arriving in 24 hours, it is then that the house gets a good scrub. I do miss having the cleaner come in once a week when I was working.
Once the rain seems to clear up, i am getting a skip in to do a bit of a clean up of stuff that has gone beyond it’s use by date or cannot be recycled.
African Love Grass is more important anyway 🙂
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My laundry is my back door and full of plants, unlike the kitchen/dining which incidentally is also full of plants and now back down to one watering can. 🤣
Yes, I think getting rid of the African love grass is more important too. Sadly, there is a lot of it.
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PS Thanks for introducing me to Beth Hart
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You”re welcome.
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I love Beth Hart! Susan and I are both hoarders. The house is clean but cluttered. I am fairly tidy with my stuff but no horizontal surface is safe from Susan….
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We might be able to maintain a reasonable level of cleanliness if we didn’t have three double coated dogs. And yes, no horizontal surface is safe here either. 😄
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My house is none too clean either. Large dog, constant shedding, constant tracked-in dirt. I hope you have/had a good visit with your brother. I hadn’t heard of Beth Hart before. It seems I’ve missed out on a lot of music.
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It was a lovely visit, Liz, it was over 15 years since I had seen him.
Three hairy dogs here. The fluff! The sticks! 😄
You’re catching up on the music.
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I’m very glad to hear you had a lovely visit!
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Half a day is never enough, although it’s amazing what can be accomplished by several people in a panic. I think a decent shed might be the answer to my cluttering woes. Good luck, Tracy. Remember he has come to see you, not your house.
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We panicked people did well and a nice time was had, Diana.
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I know what you mean about saving things. One of our daughters came down for a visit recently, took one look at our basement and said, “I’d throw all this stuff out if I was you.” But I can’t! I know if I get rid of any of it, I’ll be kicking myself later when I need it for something. And so much of it has sentimental value, things that belonged to my Mum and Dad, gifts that I no longer have room for upstairs. I even have a box full of crafts my grandsons made when they were in preschool and they’re both in their thirties now. I did finally break down the other day and take all the baby toys down to the thrift store.
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It’s so difficult, Sue. We have boxes of our children’s Leggo in anticipation of grandchildren. It appears that won’t happen but I am giving it another couple of years just in case. 🙂
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