Unrecognizable

Our apartment has wood floors in the bedrooms.  They are unsealed.  That means you can't just run a mop over them - you need to wax them.  And I don't do floors.

One of my most vivid memories of my vacations to visit family in South Africa when I was growing up, was to see my grandparents' maids on their hands and knees waxing the wood floors in the morning.  Every morning.  And I would wonder why they just didn't vacuum.  Now I know why.

We sweep them weekly and every two or three months we have Maria (we borrow Mami's cleaning lady) come over and clean.  I don't actually remember how long it's been since she was last here, but this is the grime from the three bedrooms...

I know, it's a lot.  But we sweep every week.  I mean, Carlos sweeps every week (I do the dishes).

Anyway, this is what the floors looked like after waxing.

So worth the ten bucks.  But when we eventually have our own house I will make sure the floors are sealed.