I contend that my floor is as clean as any you’ll find. One of my sidchas (maybe standard operating procedure) is that I clean it every six days as part of my six-day exercise cycle. I used to clean it before lifting, but realized I get on the floor more for my Turkish Get-ups so clean before it. I’ve gotten complements on my floor’s cleanliness, which comes despite how much lint and dirt is in the air.
Two years ago I posted pictures of how old my sponge looked in a post Why you shouldn’t live sustainably (not really): Coming clean about my shameful sponge. I wrote “It’s in tatters. But . . . it still cleans the floor. Why get rid of something that works?” I don’t like buying material things.
Now it’s even more in tatters. Look at this thing! Probably less than half the original material remains in it. If I weren’t so proud of getting so much life out of it and thereby not buying something not yet necessary, I might feel ashamed of something so decrepit. Also that people compliment my floors. Cleaning the floor is all I use it for.
Here’s the other side, which is rougher so I use it to scrub when dirt is ground in.
I remember using it with my ex-ex-girlfriend, so it’s around ten to fifteen years old. Crazy that I thought it was at the end of its life when I posted before, in September 2021, when I used it without pause for two more years. I feel like it won’t last another year, but you never know.
I like clean floors and I don’t like buying material things so I like my sponge.
You can use old clothes that are too worn to wear. Cut them up and use the pieces for cleaning. Or else find rags that others are throwing out. You could be cleaning much more efficiently than with that tattered old thing.
I’ll take your advice when the sponge becomes unusable. When I bought the sponge, I didn’t yet avoid buying things, especially plastic things, so much. I’ve since learned to avoid buying things if I can avoid it. Once I have something, I’ll use it until I can’t.