You know when it is just not meant to be?
10 March 2014
I am quite happy to admit I love a clean house and may or may not be a little obsessed about it ALWAYS looking presentable. I potter and clean and pack away whenever I am not working so given that I work, um, lets say 12 hrs a day to be conservative, you would imagine I have a cleaner.
Negatory.. haven't had a cleaner since a two month window when I had one when Harrington was born and Kitty was still only 1. You see I have never been one to pay someone to do something I can do myself AND especially if I know I am capable of doing it just as well if not better.
Well as I grow older, uglier and wiser I am learning that whilst I am capable of lots of things I do not have the time to do them all and now that we have both kids at school the previous budget for pre school fees is something I could steal a little from to afford a helping hand with some of the non business related activities in my life.
Time to get a cleaner? Damn sure it is.
So I finally opened myself up to the idea
put it out there
found someone fab
waited for them to come quote
hired them as such
had them booked for the next week
and bloody well got an email saying she was pulling out!
GRRRRRRRR.. So guess what? I can't be arsed going through the whole process again and I will just keep cleaning myself!