So I did what any logical person would do, I
Monday: Bedroom and office (and laundry)
Wednesday: Living room (and laundry)
Friday: Kid's rooms (and laundry)
Saturdays: Windows and vehicles
Then I decided that the "depth" of
I really don't like to do stuff
that doesn't really need to be done.
There are some things that the cleaning ladies for pay just won't
Another benefit of me doing all of this
and it's called "pick up dog poo"
even under the trampoline
And do not give the roaches anymore cardboard please.
They might build something. Else.
I can do all things with coffee and rubber gloves and Pandora and threats which strengthens me.
Oh and magic erasers
and lemon oil
and weekly family meetings in which I tell people to pick-up-after themselves-don't-make-this-harder-on-me-than-it-already-is-darn-it-all-or-else-I'll-think-of-something-you-won't-like-as-much-as-I-don't-like-picking-up-after-you.
So, what do you give me girls?
6 months 'til I cave and call merry maids?
That's mighty generous of you.