Apparently someone posted a request for a housecleaning service on some website and (inadvertently?) gave our home number instead of theirs. What this means is that I've been getting really tempting calls from housekeepers all morning. Then I started wondering: You don't think someone I know put my number out there as a hint, do you? 'Cause I know my house has been (far) less than immaculate lately (okay, always), but there's no way I can afford a housekeeper. Not that I haven't been fantasizing all day about all the cleaning I'd have him do (to avoid being sexist, I've decided my dream housekeeper is a guy... who happens to look like Johnny Depp), but honestly I'm too pregnant, busy, tired and yes, lazy to spend any more time on housework than I already do. And do you know why? Because the dern house is just going to get dirty again anyway.
And there you have my housekeeping philosophy, folks. Feel free to adopt it as your own.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
sorry, wrong number
Posted by lilypotter at 2:26 PM
Labels: house stuff
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