
Whenever the house looks like this I always say to myself, "I swear I am not ever going to let it become a mess again." I have yet to keep this promise, usually by day three it looks like a bomb has gone off and I lose all interest after JG sticks American cheese to the sliding glass door and the dog licks it off.
I don't think I really knew how much I loved my cleaning lady before I became the "full-time" cleaning lady. I have entertained the thought of hiring a new cleaning lady, but it would cut into the tennis budget, so I have yet to give in no matter how much I loathe scrubbing toilets.
DLS and I discussed the cleaning dilemma yesterday, he too acknowledged we all need to pick up and do our part. I was completely sold on his plan until he said:
"You know if you do two hours of cleaning each day it should be easy to keep up." I clarified and he meant cleaning (e.g. scrubbing bathrooms) not just housework (e.g. cooking, laundry).
Fourteen hours a week just cleaning my house? Hmmm, can't think of anything I'd rather do with my time.
I really hope this was his attempt at a joke.
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Lucie Furr
PS...Where are the details on the girlie spa...Trying to block it out?
LOVE the cheese visual.
lots of things in life are that way :)