How To Clean A Very Dirty Casita

Tuesday morning . . . I only feel similar cleaning the BLT on sunny days.

Hence, these past few cloudy days have taken a toll on our little home.  Muddied paw and kicking prints, dirty dishes piled up, and clutter on all surfaces would be a mess in a regular house.  In a xiv-foot living space, still, it's a ending!

Fortunately the sun is shining brightly on our camp in the desert.

I open up the door and sweep out the stale mud.  Later I'll mop, er, wipe down with a clean rag.  I shake the bedding outside and fold it up neatly.  The contrary side of the BLT, across the aisle from the bed, is a mound of stuff . . . clothes, coat, towel, whatever.  I'll tackle that later, too.  Right now I want to go a blog entry done!

I did wash the dishes of which there were many.

I beloved my kitchen!  Information technology'due south and then cute and pretty when it's clean.  A few spritzes of cleaner and a wipe-downwards brand the fiberglass gleam.

How my kitchen is supposed to wait

Visitors to our house unremarkably remark how the white in the kitchen and along the ceiling and floor, brighten the living infinite.  Every fourth dimension I finish making the kitchen sparkle, I wonder why I didn't do information technology sooner!

Bridget always stays inside when I'one thousand on a cleaning binge.  I admit I talk to her as I wash and dry the dishes.  Spike is right outside the open door, sitting in the sunshine, soaking up the rut reflected off the BLT, and occasionally barking at unseen . . . uh . . . I don't have a inkling why he barks.  All is well.  I guess he barks as a preventative measure.

Our walk this morning time was spectacular.

We constitute another high spot with a narrow strip sticking out over the desert.  It was similar being in one of those commercials where a person is alone on an overlook with no one around for miles, and the music is playing forth with a voice-over.  Our music was the vocal of birds with no vox-over.  Bridget, Spike and I stayed up at that place for a long time, admittedly delighted by the desert once again.  I didn't accept the camera with me because I had no intention of taking a long walk.  The desert lured us further and farther away from our military camp.  Information technology's the desert'southward fault!

I'1000 excited about the Readers' RVing Resources page!

Cheers to those of yous who are taking the fourth dimension to write.  I'grand enjoying reading about your favorite rving items.  If readers continue to add together to the page, it will be interesting, helpful, and fun for all of us.  I plan to add some of my favorites, too.

Okay. Time to get dorsum to the firm-cleaning.

rvsue

Source: https://rvsueandcrew.com/2012/03/20/a-clean-casita-with-a-kitchen-that-sparkles/

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