Though I’m not going to win any good housekeeping awards, I do keep my place pretty tidy. But come fall, I turn into a bit of a cleaning beast. Scuttling along the floorboards with a spray bottle, shimmying between heavy furniture with a mop, slithering under beds with the dust buster. Dust bunnies and lone Cheerios that made the break and rolled under the couch run when they see me coming. Only for that one day of no holds barred fall cleaning.