Apart from the numerous memories from my childhood I would rather not "remember", I am sometimes amazed at how quickly I can be dumped back to being ten years old.
This morning, I got a rush of blood, took down the shower curtains, sprayed bleach over the whole of the loo and surrounding tiles and with so much light coming in, I just went straight back to my childhood memories of "spring cleaning". Not just the usual sweep, vacuum, mop, but a really good clean.
Same happens when I strip the bed but don't remake it straight away, throw open all the windows and do a "deep clean". This is most powerful for me after a winter of being closed up or, like now, after weeks and weeks of rain and feeling locked inside.
I was thinking it probably is a lot to do with the extra light and fresh air when curtains were taken down and washed (or after winter, or after rain). When I clean week to week, I don't get the "flashbacks" but when blinds and curtains come down and windows thrown open I do. The light floods in, and I think that is what transports me back to my childhood.
I HATED it when I was actually doing the cleaning when I was a kid, because I wanted to be out playing, but I enjoy the memories now.
Actually, I am now remembering having to polish the timber boards. No permanent coatings back then but a regular buff with stuff like shoe polish, and then buffed off with a different set of pads on the big electric floor polisher. I really HATED those days .
I wonder if anybody else is ever "dumped" back into their childhood by something like this?
This morning, I got a rush of blood, took down the shower curtains, sprayed bleach over the whole of the loo and surrounding tiles and with so much light coming in, I just went straight back to my childhood memories of "spring cleaning". Not just the usual sweep, vacuum, mop, but a really good clean.
Same happens when I strip the bed but don't remake it straight away, throw open all the windows and do a "deep clean". This is most powerful for me after a winter of being closed up or, like now, after weeks and weeks of rain and feeling locked inside.
I was thinking it probably is a lot to do with the extra light and fresh air when curtains were taken down and washed (or after winter, or after rain). When I clean week to week, I don't get the "flashbacks" but when blinds and curtains come down and windows thrown open I do. The light floods in, and I think that is what transports me back to my childhood.
I HATED it when I was actually doing the cleaning when I was a kid, because I wanted to be out playing, but I enjoy the memories now.
Actually, I am now remembering having to polish the timber boards. No permanent coatings back then but a regular buff with stuff like shoe polish, and then buffed off with a different set of pads on the big electric floor polisher. I really HATED those days .
I wonder if anybody else is ever "dumped" back into their childhood by something like this?