Cleaning ladies.
I used to complain when mine left the floor still tacky, or when they missed a spot dusting...or when they broke something of mine. Then the economy tanked and we had to make changes to what we needed and what we wanted to need. I could either sell my Louis Vuitton keepall and keep the maids for all of 10 months OR I could let the maids go. As one would imagine, my Louis Vuitton bag is still perched on my closet shelf for the extravagant trips that I'm hoping we'll one day NEED. 4 kids, people. I NEED one right now. So, it was an easy choice...buh-bye maids. (And yes, I'm aware the politically correct term is cleaning ladies, but this specific company name was cleverly, "The Maids").
Fast forward a bunch of months. I have tried my darndest, but this is a lot of house for me to properly maintain. With my deep cleaning skills, I should pop out another few kids, because I absolutely could be the little old lady who lived in a shoe. A shoe. Now that; that I could keep in pristine condition.
With Christmas coming next week, I decided yesterday to begin calling cleaning services to tidy up for me before our company arrived...although, in actuality to the naked eye, it's tidy...just DON'T open that closet...but it needs to be deep cleaned, you know?) Well, I guess the holidays are a busy time of year not to have a consistent service and to be fit in, so I was out of luck. Well, until I remembered the 4 kids I mentioned earlier, the ones who make 99% of the mess...they are about the age that kids in factories work... (horrible, I know but it got me thinking...)
So, with 2 pails, soap and water in one, a clean water pail with 2 sponges, and a towel- the kids and I washed EVERY wall in the house, all the cabinets in the kitchen and bar, the stairways...you name it, we scrubbed it. We listened to holiday music, and although we missed Samantha a few times (she HAD to go shake her booty to Jingle Bell Rock), we worked together fabulously and the kids loved it!
I'm going to see what I can do next. Tomorrows challenge is tackling my bedroom. It's the messiest room in the house by far. It's the one that houses ALL the laundry, which is never ending. It needs to be dusted, but I always want to get the clothes out of the room, so they don't get dust on them, and it's always where the kids leave all their dirty clothing, because they love showering in the big shower or taking a bath in the big jacuzzi style tub. The bathroom floor hasn't been steamed in a LONG time...maybe I can strap sponges to their knees and have them crawl all around.
Either way, Merry Christmas to me. It's the first time the kids have actually enjoyed doing something positive, in a cleaning aspect, for the house. This might just be the best Christmas ever.
Have a very merry and deep clean kinda Christmas!
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