Last Friday I had a cleaning lady come over to the house. Way back, before I had SB, I had a cleaning lady who would come once a month and clean the house. It was wonderful, except for the hours and hours and hours of cleaning I would do prior to her arrival. I'm a cluttered person both in my home and in my mind. So, I would spend large amounts of time moving and hiding clutter so that all the surfaces in my house could be cleaned. Well, to be honest, I just don't have the desire or the time to do that anymore and thus why I've been just muddling through on my own, because I couldn't imagine finding anyone willing to clean around my clutter. Until I did.
The woman is a friend of the woman who cleans my parent's home and my grandfather's home. When I called her I explained that I have three small children and that even if I didn't, my house would always be somewhat cluttered. I explained that I didn't want to have to spend time cleaning before she came to clean and she laughed and said it would be fine. We agreed that I would leave a list of what I wanted done and what I didn't really care so much about (dusting the wine bottles we never drink has never been a top priority for me whereas dusting the cobwebs out of the corners is) and she would take it from there. It was wonderful to come home to a half-clean home.
I plan on having her come back but need to figure out how this will work into our budget, which is pretty tight at the moment. I've been saving considerable money by not going out to lunch at work everyday so that will help.
There is so much more to talk about, potty-training, dieting, the perfect timing for our FET, etc. etc. etc. but I'm just too tired to even get started on all that. Hopefully one day soon.
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