I don't expect the babysitter to clean my house, but I expect my house to be clean for the babysitter.
Our job assignment is the same: Take care of the kids. But the reality is a little different.
OK, back to mopping.
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Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Dust and clean
My dirty little secret? I hire a babysitter. Three or four hours a week, in the middle of the day. It's my gotta-make-that-phone-call, serious concentration time.
What always amuses me about the experience is my need to have the house spanking clean before the babysitter arrives. I spend three or four hours sweeping, mopping, sorting, and dusting so I can get three or four hours for myself.
I can't decide what I think about that, but I will say this. It is nice to end the day with a house that just got a face lift.
What always amuses me about the experience is my need to have the house spanking clean before the babysitter arrives. I spend three or four hours sweeping, mopping, sorting, and dusting so I can get three or four hours for myself.
I can't decide what I think about that, but I will say this. It is nice to end the day with a house that just got a face lift.
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