Throw it out, throw it out, way out.

The settlers had to lighten their load as they realized they would never make it to the end of the trail if they carried everything they owned. We all remember those westerns where they are pitching stuff out the back of the wagon.  Then you have the movies where the ship is sinking and you have to pitch stuff overboard.  Of course there is the airplane in WW II when they had to shove stuff out the door to make it back to England.  All this is going on today. The special thing that has been sitting in the basement for twenty to thirty years just waiting for a purpose went today.  Do we really need that can of rainmaker or that sunshine concentrator? Out, out dark spot, and out out old crap we never use.  Now if someone does not buy this house it will be extremely clean. 

Of course there is the regular fight about what finally has to go. It is like negotiating with Iran or Korea on nuclear weapons.  I will throw out this if you will throw out that.  Clean is all in your head.  If Kadizzle cleans rest assured it is not clean.  Only a well paid professional cleaning lady is qualified to dust here.  There is no rag or magic potion Kadizzle can use to dust that will satisfy the empress. The hardest dirt in the world to clean is imaginary dirt.  Some women, and perhaps some men have a knack for imagining dirt.  This make Kadizzle think of old Fabuloso.  Fabuloso camped across from us last year and won the nigifiddle prize.  Fabuloso shot Kadizzles socks right off his feet when he told him he removed the dual wheels from his 45 foot half million dollar motor home so he could polish the chrome on the inside.  Now that is a world class niggifiddle.

So we are being careful not to leave traces of humanity until the sniffer looks at the house tomorrow.  This is the first time the Kadizzles have ever been involved in selling a house so it is new to us.  We must show no signs humans have inhabited this place.  Hope no one notices the underwear on the floor or the spit in the sink.