UGH. My house is disgusting. I'm starting from one end and working my way forward to the other. After three hours fumigating the dude's bedroom yesterday (including those every once in a while tasks like washing the windows and polishing the furniture) and I'm about ready to tackle my room. The ceilings are 20+ feet tall so THAT ceiling fan is going just have to be gross for a while longer.
I had to iron all of my clothes to get the big pile off the ironing board in the corner so that it could ACTUALLY be put away. That alone took two hours.
I had this cleaning lady once a week, then I backed her to once a month and I'm sorry- she's canned after this. Apparently her major concerns are hanging up my sweaters which I hate because it stretches the shoulders, alphabetizing my spice rack- which I already had done except that I put all of the peppers together which apparently offended her sensibilities, and she likes to fold my sheets into little tiny squares. Dusting isn't part of her gig though. (Nor is vacuuming under furniture or washing mirrors or windows) Hell, I can fold my sheets (ok, not into little tiny squares but I can approximate a four sided shape.) I feel like I have spiders and dead bugs all over me. (I finally actually LOOKED under the island in the kitchen- ew)
I'm taking a mental health break right now- just made some banana bread and then I'll be back in the midst of the disgust.
Jenn
I had to iron all of my clothes to get the big pile off the ironing board in the corner so that it could ACTUALLY be put away. That alone took two hours.
I had this cleaning lady once a week, then I backed her to once a month and I'm sorry- she's canned after this. Apparently her major concerns are hanging up my sweaters which I hate because it stretches the shoulders, alphabetizing my spice rack- which I already had done except that I put all of the peppers together which apparently offended her sensibilities, and she likes to fold my sheets into little tiny squares. Dusting isn't part of her gig though. (Nor is vacuuming under furniture or washing mirrors or windows) Hell, I can fold my sheets (ok, not into little tiny squares but I can approximate a four sided shape.) I feel like I have spiders and dead bugs all over me. (I finally actually LOOKED under the island in the kitchen- ew)
I'm taking a mental health break right now- just made some banana bread and then I'll be back in the midst of the disgust.
Jenn
Comment