11th Sep, 2007

Clean

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When the revolution comes, I’ll have the cleanest house in the country.

Because, you see, when I get stressed out, I clean. And things have been a tiny wee little bit stressful here lately.

Before he left, the house existed in a state of dusty equilibrium. Sure, I did the basic cleaning chores, but to endeavor any more thorough feats of cleanliness seemed ill-advised if not downright pointless.

But now he’s gone. His departure stirred up a whole lotta crap, you know what I’m saying? Items that hadn’t seen daylight in years suddenly earned their release from musty boxes or dark corners. They came out puffing with layers of accumulated grime and the occasional disgruntled spider.

Closets, drawers and entire rooms had their quietus unmade by our rummaging. Boxes were opened that—damn it all—cannot now be closed again.

So I clean. I have the illogical urge to clean every shred of my soon to be ex-husband from every surface in the house. I want every trace of him gone. I want each of his possessions to be out. I want even the very last molecule of oxygen that once passed through his blood to be released from this dwelling.

This is an unreasonable impulse I know.

And yet I continue to clean. Every newly-cleaned space suggests another place which must be redded. I clean a bedroom and then the bathroom needs attention. I clean the bathroom and then the closet demands attention.

It’s not that big of a house. Soon the cleaning phase will be over, I’m sure.

And I’m equally sure that the stb-ex is also noticing some of these same things: A new place without traces of me. An atmosphere in which he breathes nothing that once was part of me. A space without my irritating influence. He must be enjoying it. I hope he is.

Ah, there’s altogether too much talk about cleaning around here lately. But surely you know I’m not talking only about dusting, running the vacuum and moving things around, right?

Responses

I think all of your readers are cheering you on, enjoying the newly clean spaces with you. Clean of anger, clean of insults, clean of low self esteem, and rich with the energy of sexual exploration and fulfillment.

you go, girl.

e

I understand completely.

No ….

Utterly”>Utterly

Hey, if this cleaning thing becomes a new hobby, and you are looking for other places to clean, I could use some help over here. I’m losing the battle!

Shit … xml didn’t translate.

http://dopaminedreams.blogspot.com/search?q=burned+her+out+of+my+soul+

Thank you Gadfly.

Rupert, that is simply not going to happen. :)

Oh Edward, I’ve still got plenty-o-anger.

:)

“I have the illogical urge to clean every shred of my soon to be ex-husband from every surface in the house”

why is this illogical?

it makes absolute and perfect sense to me. and i have to echo edward here, you go girl!

Congratulations, AAG. Glad to hear everything finally went down as it should have. After you clean everything up, figuratively and physically, I think things will continue to look up for you.

Omnia medicat tempus vulnera, as some wise folk might say. :)

So what you’re saying is… you’re gonna wash that man right out of your hair… only on a larger scale.

Redd, great word thanks very much.

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Ooooohhhh I’ve got a nice blog! :)

I’m certainly cheering you on!

I had so much trouble getting rid of a man one time that over a year after his departure I cut of lots of my hair, hair that he had touched and admired. It had to go.

Well done AAG. Cathartic springs to mind.

Breathe deeply and live again!

Vigorously

You’ll probably clean two or three more times before it strikes you that he’s finally gone - rubbish, smell, possessions, dust, everything. What a rush THAT will be :o)

It’s a cliche I know but “Today is the first day of the rest of your life” Starting with a clean slate/house/mind/heart is the best thing you can do. I don’t think I was ever as unfeeling a spouse as your ex but reading your blog certainly made me realise how easy it is to alienate a partner by careless disregard of her needs. I’ve learned to be more proactive in helping and doing thing for my wife and it has brought us closer than ever before.
So Thank you and best wishes for the next phase.

Dear AAG,

Yes, of course. I was just trying to sound at least vaguely poetic or profound, or something. Getting his smell out of your mind is going to take a long time.

E

Good for you AAG, clean it all out- you deserve to have a clean place, physically and emotionally, so you can move on without an overgrown spoiled child.

I too enjoy cleaning when stressed, I think illogical was maybe the wrong word. Impulsive, relentless urges perhaps, logical is definitely a valid word for stress cleaning though.

~

Your sojourn has begun. May the path be an easy one for you AAG.

I understand completely the need to clean and CLEAN.

i know exactly what you mean…xoxo

Its no so illogical - I always clean when I’m upset. It makes me feel good to have a clean place.

It’s normal to want every shred of STB-EX (or is NISA-EX?) to be out of the house. I know a lot of women that just sell the place to be somewhere that doesn’t remind them of their ex.

Just to get your mind off of things, I think you should consider taking on a major plumbing project. ;)

I may have to.

His toilet needs to be removed.

:(

oh dear, i’m almost afraid to ask why…

think CSI. clean it like it’s a crime scene. get rid of every shred of evidence that he was ever there. (excpet the kids, of course. :o)

Oh Shit! I was only kidding. I thought you took of all your plumbing needs during last year’s fiasco. If you really need one, I highly recommend the American Standard Champion. I installed one myself recently and it is great.

Have you thought of just wrapping it in Saran Wrap? ;)

why exactly would one wrap a toilet in saran wrap?

It’s been very painful to read these past few entries. I haven’t been able to comment.

If I may add an observation:

You’re a bi-poly sub. That’s fine. But leave it in the bedroom. You don’t have to be his doormat. You don’t have to rescue him.

Actually, it’s my opinion that no one can rescue anyone but themselves. You’ve moved his stuff out. You’ve taken care of it. You’ve trashed the trash, and that’s fine. Now let him go. And let go of the relationship between him and the kids, too. You’re already looking forward to intervening between them. Why?

Take care of yourself. Take care of the children, and help them look forward to the day when they can take care of themselves. Let everything else go.

Good luck.

yeharr

Wow, I didn’t know so many people had the cleaning experience. A few a years ago DC and I traveled so far down the path that she even moved out (it didn’t take). I cleaned and scrubbed like no man I know.

He may be gone but for as long as you live there you will be reminded of him … it’s unfortunate but that’s life. When we split we were fortunate enough to each be able to buy our own homes … no traces of her here

AAG,
unless this is too ‘woo-woo” for you, I would highly recommend getting a space clearing from someone like Karen Kingston, or having somoene come and feng shui your house/clear the energy/use holy bells to sanctify the space with your new intentions…

It really does work… And now that he is gne, you desreve that aura of fresh beginings with purpose and hope and happiness in them. throughout your home…

I clean when I am angry. I am angry at times with J, very angry for things he did and promised and because things are still lagging along at his pace and I need to get on with my life. At the same time it is still stressful and sad.

This is normal. You will go through it and eventually your stress level will lessen and it will all be ok. My ex husband, whom I share children with, and I are actually on friendly terms. We’ll not hang out and shoot the shit because we have nothing in common, and probably never really did except maybe in the beginning, but still if I needed him, personally, he would be there. I am the mother of his children. But, we’ve been divorced 8 years and it took probably 4 before we got to that place. before that we were cordial.

But the wounds heal. And the cleaning of this sort will stop. Then you’ll have to clean because it’s necessary! Perish the thought.

xo

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