My gawd, that woman works like a HORSE! And she says this is the third house she’s cleaned today!!
Augh! How does she do it?
Mystifies me. I can barely survive cleaning my own house in one day. And she does an awesome job with each task. For two or three houses each day.
Some folks really and truly are amazing. She’s one of ’em!
At any rate, it’s after 5:00 p.m. Wonder Cleaning Lady is still banging around the shack. I personally would just like to go back to bed. (Ain’t gonna happen, o’course: not at this hour!)
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Ruby and I are just back from the park: watching the kiddies play and their older brothers & sisters babysit them. Love the park!
Love the kids!
Also love Wonder Cleaning-Lady. Because…one thing you may sure I do NOT want to do is clean house. Boyoboy, do I hate cleaning house.
My mother used to make me clean for her. She taught me to dust and vacuum and mop and scrub toilets wash windows and polish mirrors and clean sinks as soon as I could hold a rag and a cleaning tool in my hand. And so it became my job to clean the house once a week.
A job I deeply hated.
And continue to hate.
So it is that I cheerfully pay the likes of Wonder Cleaning-lady to scrub and vacuum and trash-haul and toilet-clean. Bless her!