I've always had the belief that overhead lighting is your enemy, all that bright, dazzling light beaming down on you, piece your retinas, no thanks.
So, any overhead lights that I have have always had low powered globes in them. Always.
It's not about how I look, don't get me wrong, it's just your living space is so much nicer when it has soft, warm lighting.
I do the cleaning at our place. Sam does the cooking and I do the cleaning, although Sam does do the dusting and clean the bathroom. I do the vacuuming.
The weekend is cleaning day. Today, when I was cleaning around the fire place it looked kind of dirty down in the dimly lit places by the bottom of the mantle on either side of the fire. So, I got the torch, and with the bright light of the torch shone it was filthy.
Then, I shone the torch down beside the sideboard and the bookcase/desk and it was disgusting. Really caked with dust. Bloody hell, I thought. What pigs live here?
Wow! It was eye-opening. The things you don't notice.

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