More than a decade ago, when I was working two part-time
jobs, I had housekeepers come in once a month. My home was never really spotless
(at least not for more than an hour every thirty days) but it kept the dust and
grime from becoming completely overwhelming. I kept them on even after I was
down to one part-time job. Then one month they raised their prices and didn’t
let me know until AFTER they’d cleaned my house. I paid the new amount and the
next day cancelled my contract. Since then I’ve been cleaning the house on my
own, until a month ago. They’re coming later today, and I can hardly wait.
Sure, I could do just as good a job, if I had six uninterrupted hours in the
day. But if I had that, I wouldn’t be mopping, dusting or vacuuming. I’d be
sitting at my sewing machine.
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