Cleaning Time

11/2010

The smell of pinesol fills the air

as the mop water splashes onto the floor. I relax as

The green scrubby sponge clears the crumbs

from the counters, removing the

Pink stain that was there for six

days straight, some jelly or juice

that one of my stupid roommates spilled.

I watch dust go into the air as the

sun shines in, the vacuum loud

and barely picking anything up.

I pick hairballs off the carpet

that have been left by any of the

four girls that live in the apartment.

I throw them into the already full

garbage. Great, another thing to do.

But once done all will be well,

and I can once more relax and

enjoy the cleanliness of my apartment.