My life has become increasingly chaotic over the past few months (hence the post just below this one!) so I decided it was time to hire a cleaning lady.
Her name is Esmeralda and I think she is a angel sent from heaven. I swear she has wings.
So, she comes every other week. She changes the sheets on my bed, she does my laundry ,including folding and hanging. This is my most hated chore, laundry. I have never, ever liked doing laundry. I wish I could invent some sort of biodegradable, fashionable, disposable clothing and never have to spend time with dryer sheets again.
So, the first week she came I was there working with her just to see if she had questions, needed supplies etc, etc. I was doing laundry while she was there. Having her clean the rest of the house was motivation for me to focus on a couple of loads of laundry.
Her second visit was two weeks ago and when I came home, my freakin' laundry was done! I never asked her to do that!! She just did it...and honestly, I'd rather pay her to do my laundry rather than clean my floors. I really, really thought I had died and gone to heaven. I didn't know that cleaning ladies did laundry! She had even washed and folded the sheets she took off my bed! Damn! Now that is a bargain!
Yesterday was her third visit here. This is what I came home to:
She folded ALL the sweaters and t-shirts on the top shelf off my closet. Now, I wish I had a before picture to show you and you would begin to feel a small portion of the relief and excitement I was feeling after I saw this. It was a total, complete rediculous mess. It's almost embarrassing that she saw it let alone fixed it. I was stunned...and relieved.
See. I told you.
Esmeralda really is an angel sent from heaven.
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