A funny thing happened last week when I checked the messages on my home phone. (Yes, I still have a landline. How else are the telemarketers supposed to get a hold of me?)
I hadn’t checked the messages in awhile (sorry automated-voice-lady who wants to lower the interest rate on my credit card which I pay off every month), so there was not one but two messages from a man who wants me to clean his house. This is funny because (a) he obviously does not check references and (b) if he’d spent a day in my home, he would know better than to ask.
I wish I loved to clean. You know those people who stress clean? I’m not one of them. When I get stressed, the only thing that’s clean in my house is my plate.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a gluttonous slob in need of an intervention. My house is clean enough. And then my little helpers step in with their own ideas of how to clean the house. Case in point:
So to the man looking for a housekeeper, I regretfully must pass on the opportunity. My schedule just won’t allow it. But I have two high-energy assistants I would be happy to send your way.
I hadn’t checked the messages in awhile (sorry automated-voice-lady who wants to lower the interest rate on my credit card which I pay off every month), so there was not one but two messages from a man who wants me to clean his house. This is funny because (a) he obviously does not check references and (b) if he’d spent a day in my home, he would know better than to ask.
I wish I loved to clean. You know those people who stress clean? I’m not one of them. When I get stressed, the only thing that’s clean in my house is my plate.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a gluttonous slob in need of an intervention. My house is clean enough. And then my little helpers step in with their own ideas of how to clean the house. Case in point:
- My daughter helps do laundry by pulling everything out of the dryer and throwing it on the floor. And walking away.
- Both kids are great at clearing space in the dressers by removing EVERYTHING from the drawers.
- My son is great at putting his toys away. Under the sofa.
- They turned the dog into a garbage disposal.
- My daughter vacuums the floor. With her mouth. She has a way of finding the tiniest thing and sucking it right up…unless it’s a vegetable.
- My son mops the floor while he is in the bathtub. Tidal wave!!!
So to the man looking for a housekeeper, I regretfully must pass on the opportunity. My schedule just won’t allow it. But I have two high-energy assistants I would be happy to send your way.