With me, it's kind of a catch-22. If the house is a shit hole, I'm pretty much guaranteed to misplace stuff, but if I get the urge to staighten up, everything is pretty much lost forever. All put away so safe that I'll never find it again.
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I have a wierd issue with that. I have a housekeeper who likes to move shit. So, when I can't find something (like, say, the cord to my camera, which I need to upload some pictures), I have NO idea where to look.
I'm trying to decide if I think you are deserving of pity... having a housekeeper and all.
I'm trying to decide if I think you are deserving of pity... having a housekeeper and all.
I know. She doesn't really do much, just the kitchen and bathroom, and sweeps and dusts. In the dusting, she moves stuff. I just hate to clean, and got sick of the mess.
I'd have a cleaning person in a heartbeat if it weren't for the cats.
Of course, they are one of the primary reasons I need a cleaning person...
I notice that the chaos of my house seems to directly reflect the chaos of my brain. If I'm out my mind for a spell, the house is a disaster. If I'm relaxed and at peace, everything is nice and tidy... though ultimately lost.
I'd have a cleaning person in a heartbeat if it weren't for the cats.
I'd have a cleaning person in a heartbeat if I could afford it. Just once every two weeks or once a month, to do the deep-cleaning stuff I dislike doing. I don't mind picking up or vacuuming or doing the dishes, it's the shower-scrubbing and whatnot that bugs.
I'd have a cleaning person in a heartbeat if I could afford it. Just once every two weeks or once a month, to do the deep-cleaning stuff I dislike doing. I don't mind picking up or vacuuming or doing the dishes, it's the shower-scrubbing and whatnot that bugs.
This exactly.
Unrelatedly, my brain hurts.
Depending on my mood, I might just do it for you when I'm there. :)
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Depending on my mood, I might just do it for you when I'm there. :)
Oh HELL NO. You are a guest, the apartment will be pristine when you get there. Well, as pristine as I can make it with my cat running around after me shedding as fast as I can clean, but damn close anyway. I am congenitally incapable of anything else.
(But thank you for the offer!)