I have a secret. A secret cleaner. She comes in like a fairy and cleans the house while I take the children out with these ladies - its a Wednesday thing.
Today, she arrived a little earlier than usual with a bouquet of blooms from her protea tree, as if I didn't love her enough already. Every time I apologise about the toys on the floor, the toddler pee around the toilet seat or the dishes in the sink she replies with 'oooh, don't worry darlin' (I LOVE being called darlin') and quickly carries on with business. She is a marvel.
On Wednesdays (once a month) we arrive home to a sparkling house that looks and smells oh so fresh. The beds are made, counter tops polished and every single surface is dust free. The dishes are neatly stacked, the bathroom is spotless* and the toys are in their appropriate places.
It's pretty much the only day of the month that Dave comes home to a clean and tidy house. I usually like to ensure that dinner is also on the go for his majesty's arrival, just to complete that picture perfect package. Tonight I offered him a bacon and egg roll. I'm just that kind of woman, ever prepared to meet her husbands needs.
Surprisingly, he opted to cook an alternative?!
tell me, do you have a cleaning fairy?
If not, do you struggle to keep on top of the vacuuming and mopping like I do?
Does your toddlers wee end up ALL OVER the
also, i blogged earlier today if you're interested.
* p.s I am not a princess, i totally scrub my own dunny.