No, he did not punch me in the face, which is one meaning of the phrase, “cleaned my clock.” He literally cleaned my clock.
In his effort to repaint the kitchen, Erik had to remove everything hanging on the walls and clean the walls and cupboards with degreaser.
I shared the following photo in last week’s blog post, pointing out how the area behind the stove still had to be painted.
In the middle foreground of the photo, sitting on the kitchen counter, is a round, battery-operated clock with a mint green frame. The clock reads approximately 9:45 and, judging by the amount of light outside, I’d say it was 9:45 a.m. This clock’s normal home was on a wall behind where I took this photo and it was driving me utterly bonkers not to see it there when I glanced up to check the time.
Erik took it upon himself to degrease the clock before hanging it on the wall again.
And, boy-howdy, it needed it!
You never really know how much grease has flown around the kitchen while you’re cooking until you have to clean things that rarely get cleaned.
Hubby kindly took photos of the process.
After Erik had degreased about a third of the clock, he had to show it to me, asking, “Can you tell where I’ve cleaned?”
Erik’s favorite degreasing product is Super Clean Degreaser, which easily removes grease even when diluted.
Here is my clock, all gleaming and rehung in its proper place on the kitchen wall.
And here’s a closeup of the clock.
For those of you who followed my blog(s) when I was writing as The Pragmatic Historian, this closeup of a clock should seem familiar. I often used a closeup clock photo at the top of my Pragmatic Historian blog posts as a featured image. I’ve done the same with this photo in reminiscence of those posts. (You can find those posts by doing a search on this blog for “pragmatic historian” using the search box at the top of the page.)
Thanks to my honey of a husband for cleaning my clock and providing the idea for this week’s blog post.
In other news, he finished painting the wall behind the stove. As I surmised, the yellow made the stove pop more than the dark green did.
After he finished the kitchen, he moved on to painting the basement stairwell.
Here’s how it looked before, with the left wall a deep olive green and the right wall a light peach. You can see Erik’s bear rug on the green wall. We hung it in the stairwell so it would not fade by being exposed to sunlight.
And here it is after, with a white so bright the stairwell almost glows while the lights are off.
You know what came in handy while Erik was painting this very high stairwell?
That plank I mentioned a couple of posts back. Once again, it was the right tool for the job.
That’s the home renovation update for this week. Wonder what we’ll get up to next week?