Wednesday Cleaning Tip: DIY Air Freshener

Take a clean, dry, spray bottle.
Remove trigger.

Pour in clean, filtered water around 3/4, then put 10 drops of your favourite essential oil/s each.

Screw trigger back on, shake well.

Spray each room until scented.
I usually do this just before leaving home, so floors can dry whilst out.

Safety: hard floors may become slippery when mix reaches floor.

Update: When MCC becomes operational, each candle buyer will receive a free air freshener made from your scent choices.

Tomorrow: Carpets.

Tuesday Cleaning Tip: Water Saving.

As usual, what is mentioned below is my own opinion. You may or may not agree with me. As a professional cleaner, I do research before recommending any product or equipment.

Traditional mops can create more health issues as they don’t always remove germs when wringing out.

The spray mop above is my recommended equipment.

When you use the trigger button, it releases a small amount of liquid, which is your choice.

These are 3 in 1.

Orange pad for sweeping.

Blue, moping general areas.

Red, Bathrooms, Laundries & Lavatories. I mop in that order.

Orange, & Red available separately.

Using these mops will save you Water, Money & Time.

Please on wooden floors, only use cold water.

I add disinfectant.

You can buy cheaper spray mops, which I’m sure will do the same thing.

Update: Bunnings have a similar mop, from Morgan, but only comes with 1 pad, you need to buy the others separately.

Tomorrow: Make Your Own Air Freshener.

Monday Cleaning Tip: Dusting.

I love & use this duster as its handle is xtendable & the dusting arm is movable.

Coles regular price: $12.

The dusters are disposable.

I have found a cheaper, but just as good duster at Bunnings. Glitz 5 pk.

Did You Know?

Many people do not dust their door frames, tops of doors or ceiling fan blades.

These retain dust which leads to health issues.

Regular dusting of all areas of a home, helps reduce the health risks.

I even dust Laundries, Bathrooms, Lavatories.

You can dust inside your car, boat, caravan, anywhere dust settles.

Added Tip:

Wiping down these surfaces with an anti bacterial cloth, provides added protection.

Coles brand 100 pk does an amazing job.

To remove cobwebs or dust high areas, use a long handled broom. Please ensure someone is there for safety.

I also suggest wearing PPE

Personal

Protective

Equipment.

Safety First Always.

Hope this has helped you all.

Tomorrow: Saving Water When Moping.

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This blog is in response to the recent tragic loss of 5 young lives, in Sydney, Australia.

Too many people do not take safety seriously, which is unfortunate.

I’m a big advocate for safety, especially when travelling in motor vehicles.

In the 1970’s, a cousin who was 5 months younger than me, would never wear his seat belt when travelling.

The last time, we saw him, he was warned.

Within 2 weeks, he was killed in a single car crash.

I was devastated as we were very close.

Some of our cousins blamed me for his death, despite me being in bed asleep as it was a Sunday night, had school the following day.

Had he been wearing his seat belt, he may have survived, no one knows, but I hope so.

I also see many people heads down looking at their phones whilst walking.

Recently, I was walking with a friend, when someone was not looking and almost bumped into me, she did not know I was there until I spoke up, yes I was nasty.

SAFETY IS EVERYONE’S RESPONSIBILITY.

Getting back to the deaths, these children should have been at home, either studying, watching TV, or in bed asleep, not out having fun.

I know I sound nasty saying the above, but when I was growing up, most under 18’s stayed home on a week night.

To be honest, I don’t know the full story about what happened, however, feel none of those who died, were wearing their seat belts.

My purpose of writing this blog is to hopefully educate all about being aware of your surroundings and taking:

SAFETY SERIOUSLY.

WE ARE ALL RESPONSIBLE FOR OUR OWN SAFETY AND THOSE AROUND US TOO.

Melissa’s Cleaning Adventures/Experiences: Stations

Thank You for reading my last part, Graffiti.

This is about my time working at stations.

My 1st nightshift was a Sunday night. As I had never worked at night before, decided to keep drinking coffee, which was a big mistake, as I was unable to sleep until early afternoon the following day.

N.B. I have now learnt the following:

The night before I go back to work, I set my alarm for 2am, then stay up for around 6-7 hours, before going back to sleep. This may not work for everyone, but is a suggestion.

When I arrived at work, there was the handover with the afternoon cleaner and night supervisor, informing me about what needed to be done. The supervisor also had several other stations to look after, and thankfully I was left alone.

I began by ensuring all platform bins were empty, with fresh bin liners. I then went to put the bins on the street ready for emptying early the next morning.

Next, I started cleaning the offices, which included dusting and vacuuming. I started in there as the staff were on the platforms attending to services and passengers and preparing to close the station once the last service departed.

Once the station was closed, I then set about mopping the concourses, this is not using a standard mop and bucket, no it was using a scrubbing machine, which performed the clean very quickly.

Next I started on the lavatories, which were disgusting, but I knew I could clean them. These were unisex and individual.

Once I was done there, I moved up to the platforms and mopped them, then cleaned the platform lavatories too.

Thankfully, it soon reached 3.45am and it was time for a break

During my break, the station opened and the 1st service arrived and departed. I expected the platform to remain fairly clean, how wrong was I?

I walked out to find coffee spilt, along with food scraps and rubbish. Some was less then 2 metres from the bin.

I cleaned it all up, then prepared to head home.

The morning cleaner and supervisor arrived for handover, once that was done, I went to board my train home.

I enjoyed my time there.

1 Friday evening, I arrived to be advised me and the other cleaner would be training staff. We were allocated 1 person each. I had the female, whilst my colleague had a male, who was gay. During the shift the trainee came to me crying, saying his trainer was being nasty towards him.

My trainee was not comfortable working with my colleague, so I made a call to our supervisor advising them of the situation. I was told to deal with it.

I did. Asked my colleague if he wanted to clean the Eastern Concourse including the stairs, whilst the rest of cleaned the Western. He agreed, then disappeared.

Whilst we were cleaning the stairs, I could smell smoke, which disturbed me, until suddenly the female said, β€œLook at that.” We looked up to see a train carriage on fire. This was the last service of the night.

I screamed about the fire, which brought almost all the station staff running.

Once the doors opened, several of us boarded to spray the fire.

We saw it was a build up of papers, placed against the guards cabin, then set alight. The guard was in another carriage, thankfully.

Emergency services were called, and this service got delayed by almost 45 minutes.

Most of the passengers complained about the delay, however, the fire department had to conduct their preliminary investigation, and helped lock the 4 cars, then they were split so the rear 4 cars, became the operating service.

The fire damaged set was sent to a maintenance centre for full investigation.

Several weeks later, I was invited to become an acting Team Leader at a city station, something I was excited about. I later heard it was because of how I dealt with both incidents as mentioned above.

I loved working there as it was a fun team, not only cleaners but station staff too.

1 night, I had just started my nightshift, when the fire alarm sounded. This shocked me, but also I had no idea what to do.

Thankfully the cleaner son duty were displaced station staff who all knew what to do. That was to ensure everyone evacuated safely.

I later found out someone had lit up a cigarette in the lift/elevator.

Thankfully there was not much damage, which was easy to clean.

A short time after the station reopened, someone tried walking through with a lit candle, which I saw this person and advised them to extinguish the flame. This person tried arguing with me, but I refused to allow them to enter the validated area. Thankfully the incident was caught on CCTV and security were dispatched. This person was denied transport from this station, however, was followed by a plain clothed security officer.

They tried boarding a bus but was denied access. This person then decided to extinguish the flame and came back down to the station, however, was seen and denied access, unless the candle was confiscated. They agreed, although hurling profanities, which then caused more trouble.

I disappeared because I knew how nasty this was becoming.

My team and I had work to do.

Thankfully at 1.25am, the last service went through, then the station was closed.

This allowed all nightshift staff, including station staff to perform our nightly cleans.

My cleaners were amazing and knew what to do before I informed them, I learnt so much from them.

I enjoyed my time at that station.

I do remember, close to Christmas, I was checking the ladies lavatories and noticed the sanitary bins were overflowing. Several phone calls were made to try and solve this issue. Someone had forgotten to arrange for clean bins to be left behind.

I spoke with the Duty manager to find a way to solve this issue.

We soon did, we found empty cardboard boxes to place in each cubicle, then I grabbed a couple of empty 240 litre bins to be used exclusively for the discarding of sanitary products, although many people used the boxes to discard their rubbish.

I was praised for my ingenuity.

I remember 1 public holiday, when we were closing the lavatories early, due to the enormous number of people expected. There were portable lavatories provided.

As I was trying to close the ladies, 2 females grabbed the gate and almost crushed my hand. I was abused by both. Thankfully security saw this and came over to β€œTalk” with both.

Of course, they tried talking their way out of it, accusing me of offering them favours. They did not realise the entire initial incident had been caught on CCTV.

I had been taken to the 1st aid room to be checked over as my hand and arm were hurting me. Thankfully, it was determined all was ok, and advised to be careful for the remainder of the shift, which I was, but still did some minor cleaning.

This still causes me pain even over 11 years later, which I manage.

What happened to the 2 females, I have no idea, nor do I care.

1 morning, whilst working, my supervisor came to talk with me, asking me if I could work an extra 4 hours each day.

The reason was, then night Team Leader at another station had been injured and there was no one to replace them, therefore, I was asked to start at 2am, then head to my current station when the morning T/L arrived.

I agreed and it was decided for the next few days, for my team to start 30 minutes later, which left the station cleaner less for those 30 minutes, but we had no other choice.

Working 12 hour days was exhausting, but enjoyable as I got to see how another station operated at night.

1 morning, I was informed, the building next door had had a plumbing issue, which was causing a back. I did not realise, we shared the same plumbing system.

I was grabbed by a female leaving the ladies, who told me there was water on the floor. I immediately closed the ladies, for safety reasons, then notified the Station Manager.

I went to inspect the floor, gingerly, and found the drains were blocked.

Suddenly I heard the SM calling my name, I had locked the gate, but then unlocked it to let him in, then locked it again.

We noticed some of the bowls were full with water and other things.

He got the idea to try and clear the blockage, using a mop.

I went to get 1, which was still dirty from nightshift, then came back and he used the mop as a plunger.

I started laughing. He got abusive, however, I asked him to stand where I was whilst I started plunging.

He then started laughing too.

Suddenly there was an almighty noise and the water from each bowl suddenly rose up, soaking both of us. We both used the hand dryers to dry off.

We decided to close the men’s too, again for safety reasons. I decided to keep the disabled open, but locked, which meant if a disabled person wanted to use the lavatory, they had to let the gate attendant know, who would call me to unlock the door.

We placed a sign on the doors advising people. Of course, several tried scamming us, but we didn’t allow them to use them.

After each use, I gave it a quick clean, and checked to make sure the drains were not building up either.

My tenure was soon up at my station and was soon sent back to my appointed role in the maintenance centre.

Once my transfer came through, and I had cleaned in service trains for a while, I was allocated the 2nd station as 1 of the night cleaners.

I liked this, although there were several selfish, lazy twerps there.

At the time, I was still a male, and when it came to cleaning the lavatories, none of the other male cleaners wanted to clean them. I had no issues.

The first 1 was fine, it was messy, but not too bad.

The 2nd, well, I was shocked. I usually performed an inspection of them to see what needed doing 1st.

I looked in a cubicle and my jaw just dropped.

What caused this?

Someone had left a Roast dinner sitting on the seat, with the cutlery too.

I stood there for several minutes scratching my head and shaking it too.

I then called my Team Leader to find out what to do. I was instructed to discard the entire contents, including plate and cutlery, but to take a photo 1st, which I did.

The best part about this shift, I was teamed up with a great, experienced cleaner who I got on well with and we worked well together too.

Honestly, I miss them and think about them when I hear news of their favourite sporting team.

This now ends this part.

Please standby for part 3:

Contract House Cleaning.

Melissa’s Cleaning Adventures: Graffiti

As promised, this is the 1st part of my cleaning adventures or even experiences.

This 1 is about Graffiti, which is  a pet hate of mine.

When I was cleaning trains, most days we would come across minor graffiti, which consisted of scribbling on the walls and seats. This would take time to remove, and most of the time, there would be no sign of the marks.

Of course, some times, the train may not come into the Maintenance Centre for a while, therefore, the graffiti may dry and would be hard to remove.

This would result in the panelling being completely replaced, same with the vinyl seats.

My favourite graffiti was in the lavatory. Someone would write a novel on the back of the door, which differed at times, and I actually loved reading it, but my job was to remove it, which would be done in around an hour.

The reason why it would take longer, was because I was in an enclosed area and the fumes would become slightly toxic.

Once the area was clean, I would move on to my next job.

Every cleaner was given their daily tasks, some would be on deep cleans of carriages, others on minor, quick clean, others cleaning lavatories, or carpet cleaning, sometimes we were put on Graffiti removal.

1 day, when I was on Graffiti removal, a door to the lavatory closed, causing the caustic remover to splash onto my clothes and gave me a 3rd degree burn. This resulted in me being taken to hospital and put on light duties for almost 5 weeks.

I learnt my lesson from this, and started being more cautious, taking Safety much more serious.

When I was cleared to work again, a dedicated Graffiti team had been allocated. I was 1 of those chosen to be in this team, which was fun as we all worked together.

Mondays or 1st day after a weekend, was the worst as that was when most of the Graffitied trains came in.

Another part of our Graffiti removal was Murals.

For those who don’t know, this is when someone or someone’s would paint either a full side of a carriage/s or the entire carriage, which would entail all in our team to get in and remove the mural.

The worst 1 we had, was all 4 carriages, including both external drivers cabins windows, which meant this train had to be towed to the centre to be cleaned.

This took us 3 days to remove as it was so thick and hard to remove. Once we had finished, we decided to check inside the train and guess what, inside had been graffitied too. This took another 2 days to fully remove.

Thankfully, where the incident took place, the offenders were caught on camera and soon apprehended.

I don’t know what happened to them, but hope they were severely punished, both by gaol time and financial penalties.

When I started working at stations, I thought Graffiti removal was over, how wrong was I?

My 1st shift at a station, was nightshift, which included cleaning the lavatories. As I walked into 1, all I saw was paint. Thankfully it was still wet, which made removal very easy. When I was finished, the walls looked brand new.

I was offered a temporary promotion, working at a city station.

When we started, the lavatories were still being refurbished. They were opened around 2 weeks later, however, within 2 hours, 4 cubicles had been hit. The head cleaner before me locked these cubicles. The reason being, they did not have enough staff on to remove the graffiti, but knew I would on the afternoon shift, which I understood.

Once I started, I allocated 3 other staff members to assist me. What this meant, was the entire lavatories were closed for safety reasons.

We got to and removed the graffiti; however, the remover was caustic and even wearing our PPE, it still caused us all to be affected. We would clean for around 15 minutes, then taken a 15 minute break, to go to the street and get some fresh air and drink some water too.

There were many complaints about the lavatories being closed, however, most people understood the reasons why, some did not and demanded to be allowed to use them. Thankfully, we had security nearby watching, who backed me up. N.B. There were more lavatories close by, which people could use, but they were too lazy to walk to them.

When we finally had removed all the graffiti, we got to and cleaned the lavatories, then once the floors had dried, I reopened them.

The funny thing was, despite being on CCTV, the walls and seats would be graffitied too, thankfully when I was on duty, I would conduct regular inspections of the station, carrying the graffiti remover with me, so I could remove the graffiti quickly.

1 shift, during my inspection, I could smell spray paint, and suddenly looked to see several youths, spray painting a wall. I called the station manager about this to arrange for security to come down, which they did within several minutes, detaining each youth. They had been caught on CCTV.

I closed off the area, which was not easy, as we had trains arriving constantly, but had arranged for each train to close off the 1st car at the previous station.

Thankfully, the time to remove this graffiti was short.

My time at this station was soon over and I was sent back to my original location.

However, the Graffiti team had been disbanded. Although, if a mural needed removing, we would be called upon to remove it.

Most Mondays this was our allocated work for the entire shift.

Several months later, my transfer was approved, to a station closer to home.

Within a couple of months, there was a shake-up with many changes. I was allocated to station cleaning on nightshift full time, which I loved. Graffiti was still prevalent too, but not as much as it was on trains.

Suddenly, I was informed, I was not easy to work with and would be going to another location.

I heard, someone had been spreading lies about me, but instead of people coming to talk to me, they believed what was said. These lies followed me to the new depot, which hurt me as these lazy people believed what was said, despite me being a hard worker.

I still don’t know what was said, but feel it was 1 person who was lazy and jealous that I was a hard worker.

Honestly, I despised this depot as the other cleaners were all male and very toxic.

We had trains which came in with graffiti in or on them, usually the lavatory, there was 1 lavatory per 4 cars.

I was not allowed to assist with mural removal, which suited me.

Thankfully, our Out sourced Manager knew about me from other managers and offered me the chance to be the fill in Team Leader at another close by depot.

I remember 1 night talking to the security guard in the CCTV room, when I suddenly saw a group of people spray painting a brand new set. Police were notified as was the control room to have all trains stopped, as these people heard the sirens and absconded. Because of the quick reactions by our security guard, each offender was caught.

I grabbed my team and we soon had the graffiti removed.

As was policy, photos were taken before and after, then sent to the relevant section. I found out later, these offenders had been tagging other areas of the city.

My tenure working for this organisation soon ended.

This end this part of this series.

Please stand by for the next part soon:

Inner City Station.

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Β© Mel’s Customised Candles Melbourne, Australia, 2021

Disclaimer: As usual, what is written below is my own personal opinion, and may vary from yours. It doesn’t mean to say that either is correct or incorrect, that’s what makes us all Humans.

Please check out the photos below, all taken by Yours Truly.

As promised this is the first blog about places I’ve stayed or visited.

As The world is now opening up, if anyone plans to visit the Newcastle/Hunter Valley Region of Australia, I highly recommend staying here.

1st up, I have not received any incentive to post this blog, my reason for posting is to educate.

In 2014, I stayed at this amazing hotel twice.

Both times, I was treated well by the staff.

The rooms are spacious, with tea and coffee making facilities.

View Towards the Mountains.

Bistro, which is in front of the delivery truck, had affordable, top quality food.

As I have not stayed there in over 7 Years, I’m unable to give a recent review.

There is a take away (Take Out) Bottle Shop.

Location is a short drive from the M1 Motorway from Sydney.

There is plenty to do in the region:

Belmont, Broadmeadow, Cardiff, Caves Beach, Glendale, Hunter Valley, Nelson Bay, Newcastle, New Lambton, Swansea, Williamtown, are all easy drives and each has amazing Tourist attractions or are Transport hubs.

I would highly recommend making this hotel your base.

All of the photos are from both stays.

Please check out their website to find out more up to date information.

https://warnersatthebay.com.au/

I also provided a review on Google too, everyone is welcome to check it out and WATB responded too.

Who knows when you stay here, you may bump into me as I plan to stay once lockdowns are over, despite my apprehensions.

N.B. There are several people in this region who strongly dislike me, why I have no idea as I have never met them. This is also the area where “Chris” resided during our short lived association.

Mind Games:

Can hurt people.

I know, as people have either played Mind Games with me, or others to stop others from associating with me.

These can also be dangerous as people believe what is said, and people can, and have been, injured or killed.

To me, a person who plays Mind Games is:

Cowardly:

Insecure:

Jealous:

Irrational:

Immature:

Liars:

Control Freaks:

Manipulators:

Empty Lived:

Toxic.

I’m sure there are many more.

MIND GAMES RUIN LIVES

Part of mind games is those who sweet talk for deceptive gains, usually financial.

This is a reason why I like written agreement, because once something is in writing, everyone knows what the situation is and none of it can be taken back.

There is a scene in “Ma & Pa Kettle at the Fair” where Pa tricks Billy Reed into giving him money, and each time Billy would bring up what Pa owed, Pa would quickly change the subject.

I know this was a fictional setting at the time, but many people do watch and put this into practice in their real lives.

People wonder why I have trust issues, because I have been the victim of the same thing.

I have this to say:

Treat everyone how YOU want to be treated, if you treat others inferior, then you will be treated the same way.

Karma can be cruel.

COVIDβ€”LONG TERM SIDE EFFECTS.

Tuesday June 7th, 2022, I tested positive for COVID, using an at home R.A.T.

The previous week I had a bad cough, which I thought was normal as it was now Winter.

At the time, I was travelling by train to and from Melbourne several times per week for my cleaning customers.

As per Victorian Law, I would wear a Face Mask each time I travelled on Public Transport.

However, many people refused too, unsure why.

I feel I caught COVID from another passenger.

When I tested positive, I felt so sick.

For the first couple of days, I was unable to drink any coffee, or even eat much either.

I am triple vaccinated, and feel this helped me recover quicker.

I attribute this virus to having the flu 6 times at the same time.

Of course, I abided by law and self-isolated during the 7 days, even wore a Face Mask when I would leave my room, to protect my housemate.

I received a call daily from the local Health Service about how I was.

Thankfully after 7 days, I was released and felt ok, but took another 7 days to recover.

I returned to working soon after, however, that was a big mistake.

I soon realised, I was still not fully recovered.

I applied for a job in April, and the company finally offered me a position, however the start date was quicker than expected.

Training was full on, but I was having trouble retaining all the information, which caused me to get stressed as I usually would be much better.

My emotions overpowered me a couple of times.

Thankfully, my employer is very supportive and accepting.

I honestly felt the reason why I was not performing my best, the anniversary of my mothers death was fast approaching. I was able to leave work early 1 afternoon to speak with my counsellor, who helped me.

Once training finished, we started answering live calls, however, I had a call which affected me, I still have no idea why.

I went to splash some water on my face, however, collapsed on the floor crying uncontrollably.

When I returned to my desk, the trainer saw me and knew something was still up.

The other trainer sought medical help and we had a quiet chat, resulting in me going home, (Unpaid) for that day and the following too.

I was advised to seek help, which I did.

It was determined, I was happy as I was finally working for a great employer, so much of my tears were a combination of sad long term pent up emotion and recent happy tears.

As I’m now working nightshift, sometimes, it’s hard to sleep during the day.

Recently, I was due back after a couple of days off, however, was unable to sleep. I had previously heard once you have COVID, it may linger for months later.

I conducted research and found out, I may be suffering the long term effects.

Of course, I went to have a test done, which came back negative.

Unfortunately, within a few days, I felt sick again and was sent home from work.

I feel I was run down and needed time to recover.

My employer understands, I hope, that this has affected me worse than first thought.

At the time of writing this, I’ve been resting up, and starting to feel better.

Please see the photo included in this blog, and I thank

 https://www.health.gov.au/health-alerts/covid-19 for the great information.

I had also noticed, I’d been slightly curse with some of the trainers, which I apologised once I realised.

Hopefully taking this time off, Unpaid, will allow me to return to work more alert and productive, because I love this job and hope to remain there for the long term.

For anyone confused, I still want to establish MCC, but for the reasons previously stated as I’m not a greedy person.

Honestly, I feel the long term effects of this will continually cause me illness, however, now I know the signs, can start treatment quicker.

COMPLACENCY KILLS

SAFETY FIRST.

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