Living in Cleveland as a Single Man, mark grissom, chicago cubsI did something today I very rarely get to do.  I took the day off work.

Now that is subject to change at any time.  The phone could ring, and I might have to put on a suit real fast and head to the office.  But that is okay.  It’s what I do.

After waking up and having a cup of coffee, the thought hit me that I might want to clean my townhouse today.

Now let me explain something right here.

I am not what one would consider being “OCD”.    But I do like for things to be clean and kept neat.

I do my own laundry several times a week.  I clean my own dishes by hand.  (I have never met a dishwasher I liked).  I like to do my own cooking.  (Unless I have an urge for the “Taco Truck”…which is happening more frequently).

But vacuuming, dusting and bathroom fixtures have never really been my things.

As a matter of fact, I discovered this morning that I do not even own a vacuum!

I lived in the apartment at the funeral home for so long and always used the vacuum there.  I have mostly hardwood and tile floors in my townhouse, so I never really needed one here, except for the carpeted bedrooms.

However, as soon as this blog is complete, I am on my way to find a good, cheap vacuum cleaner.

So here is the biggest question of all.

Which comes first…dusting or vacuuming?

If my mother, God rest her soul, were still here she could tell me.

I have different theories on this matter.

One.  If you dust first and then vacuum…it seems like you are going to stir up a lot more dust.

Two.  If you vacuum first and then dust…you will be walking all over your freshly vacuumed carpet and making footprints everywhere.

And the next question I have…why am I even worried about this?

I have decided to dust first and then vacuum.

If your vacuum cleaner has a good enough filtering system, stirring up more dust should not be a problem.

Now…back to the cleaning the bathrooms.

Who, in their right mind, wants to stick their hand in a toilet where…well, you know!

So what does a thirty-year embalmer do?  He puts on a pair of embalming gloves and tackles the commode!!

These suckers go all the way up to my elbows!  Most protection one could ask for from a pair of rubber gloves.

Toilets cleaned…. Check!

The sink and bathtub…no problem!

My parents raised me to be a clean person and pick up after myself.  Once a week, my chores around the house consisted of dusting and vacuuming.  My mom took care of the bathroom fixtures.

It was dad’s job to wash the dishes after supper and take care of the yard work.

I am not sure what my brother’s responsibilities were.  I think he just stayed in his room and memorized sermons on cassette tape of Ray Hughes, Sr. so he could preach them the following Sunday.

All of us took turns washing clothes.

Speaking of washing clothes.  My mother would hang EVERYTHING on the clothesline outside in the backyard to dry.


Sheets, towels, socks, dad’s dress shirts, and all the underwear!

Come to think of it…she even hung HER BRA on the clothesline!

Do you know what it is like to have your friends over after school to shoot some hoops and your mother’s bra hanging on a rope just 10 feet away from the basketball goal??

No wonder I did not have many friends growing up!

(I am kidding, I had lots of friends.)  But I am not kidding about the bra hanging on the clothesline!!

Cleaning the townhouse, cooking, going out to restaurants by myself, going to movies alone, going to church alone.  Sitting at home on the weekends, by myself, trying to figure out what to do that night.

These are all things I will be sharing in my upcoming blogs, “Living Life in Cleveland…as a Single Man”.

Until next time…GO CUBS and VOTE DIANNA CALFEE!

About Mark Grissom

Mark was born on the north side of Chicago in 1964. Raised a Cubs fan by his dad, he never had a chance in life. He moved to Cleveland, Tennessee, in 1988. While he lives closer to Atlanta now, he will never be able to leave the religion of "Cubbie Nation." Baptized as a Cubs fan at the age of five, he has no choice but to live the remainder of his life here on earth in mediocrity at its best!


  1. Lisa Childers says:

    My mom did the same thing, hanging all clothes, undies, bra’s, all of it out on the clothesline, mortifying! I seem to vacuum first then dust, not sure why, I guess that’s because it’s what my mom did? Hey, at least you clean your place. I’ve dated a few men that their homes looked like an episode of hoarders….c’ya! Hope you at least got to enjoy your day off! Lis

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