Okay, let's talk about this kitchen cleaning thing I did.

My Kitchen Was a Mess

Seriously, things had gotten out of hand. Between work and just life piling up, the kitchen became this zone I tried to ignore. Grease on the backsplash, the stovetop looking like a crime scene after spaghetti night, and don't even get me started on the oven. I kept saying "I'll do it this weekend," but weekends came and went. It was just too much, felt overwhelming every time I looked at it.

I'm not lazy, usually keep things tidy, but this was different. It needed more than just a quick wipe-down. It needed some serious elbow grease, the kind I just didn't have the time or, let's be honest, the motivation for.

Finding Someone to Do the Dirty Work

So, I figured, okay, time to call in the pros. Went online, typed in something like "kitchen deep clean near me." Loads of options popped up. Fancy websites, cheap-looking ones. I skipped the really slick corporate ones – figured they'd charge a fortune. Found a company, looked more local, photos seemed real, not stock images. Read a couple of reviews, seemed decent enough. People just said they did the job. Good enough for me. Didn't want anything complicated.

Called them up. The person on the phone was straight to the point. Asked what I needed, told me a price range, asked when was good. No long sales pitch, which I appreciated. Booked it for a Wednesday morning.

The Cleaning Day

Wednesday morning rolls around. Two people showed up, right on time. A man and a woman. They brought in a bunch of bottles and cloths and stuff. Didn't waste time chatting, just asked me to quickly show them the kitchen, which I did, feeling slightly embarrassed by the state of it.

They just nodded and got started. Seriously, they moved like they knew exactly what to do. One started emptying the oven racks, spraying stuff inside. The other tackled the hob and the extractor fan. I kind of hovered for a bit, then figured I should get out of their way. Went into the living room, tried to work, but could hear them scrubbing away.

• They spent ages on the oven. Like, really went at it.
• The extractor fan filter? Pulled it out, degreased it properly.
• Wiped down all the cupboard fronts, handles included.
• Cleaned the countertops, the sink, even the tiles behind the cooker.

It wasn't quiet work, you know? You could hear the scrubbing, the spraying. Took them maybe three, three and a half hours total. They didn't mess around.

The Big Reveal

When they finished, they called me in. Wow. Honestly, it was pretty impressive. The oven door glass was actually see-through again. The stainless steel hob was shiny, no more weird burnt marks. Everything just looked… clean. Like, properly clean. Smelled clean too, not that fake lemon scent, just… absence of grease smell.

Was it perfect? Maybe not microscope-perfect, found a tiny spot they missed later behind the faucet, but compared to what it was? Huge difference. Felt like I could actually cook in there again without feeling depressed.

Paid them, they packed up their gear, and left. Simple as that.

So, Was It Worth It?

Yeah, I think so. It wasn't super cheap, cost me a fair bit. But the amount of time and sheer effort it saved me? Definitely worth it this time. It sort of reset the kitchen. Now I feel more inclined to keep it clean myself because it's starting from a good place, not a disaster zone.

Probably wouldn't do it every month, too pricey for that. But for a deep clean once or twice a year when things get really bad? Yeah, I'd probably call those guys again. It just took a massive job off my plate when I really didn't have the bandwidth to deal with it.