In most cases it’s a great thing that I keep things neat, clean and orderly. With Hunter’s medical issues it has only gotten worse. We are
So like I mentioned we’ve been given the fantastic pleasure of staying at my sister’s home while she is in Maui. She has a dog. A chocolate lab. And light gray carpet. Can you see where I’m going with this. Now the hubs and I had a dog, a yorkie, once upon a time before kids and I always thought of myself as a dog person. I grew up having a dog and well I like animals. This has changed.
I don’t want a dog. (The hubs was adamant that he gets this in writing, as someday I want the boys to have a dog and he knows this.) I feel like it’s an important right of passage for a boy especially. Well for the time being I will only consider dogs that do not shed, drool, lick or smell. If you find one of those please email me.
Anywho, the boys and I got here on Tuesday. My sister is not like me…she works full time, has lots of extra-curriculars and just isn’t interested in keeping a home. We were both raised in a home where we had chores and I think my mom would agree that she likes things ‘a certain way’. So I cleaned, cleaned on Tuesday and cleaned on Wednesday. You name it and I did it. AND I’m beginning to wonder if my sister had this plan all along…she knows my crazy…bitch!
The crumbs on the hardwood no longer stick to my feet, the fridge doesn’t have a weird stench or goo drips, dust has been removed from nearly all objects and flat surfaces, laundry has been done and dog drool has been removed from the glass door…to name a few. And now my crazy cleaning lady has been put back in check to return as needed.
I’m seriously beginning to think I should charge for my crazy services…anyone need some help? (Fair warning: I’m not cheap but I am good! hehehe)