There may not be anything worse than walking into the house just as the housekeeper gets to the messiest room in the entire house (and that's really saying something this week!). As I opened the door, I noticed her frowning concertedly at the floor in my "office" area. Keep in mind, we've been completing all of the last minute projects for school, and every night has been a different event or performance this week. There are scraps of paper, junk mail, piano books, blank paper, invitations, CD's, laptop, the camera, etc. on the floor.
The poor woman just looked at me and said, "I don't know what to keep and what to throw away. This room is very hard to clean."
Funny, that's how I feel about my entire house!
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This is the story of my life. Sadly, in my version, I play the role of the cleaning lady.
Yes, there is something hysterical- and I don't mean in the funny way- about me madly plucking garbage from the floor of my office while she stood there with the plastic bag open.
Oh, the office is always the hardest to clean. Too many things try to fit into that room that need their own special space. Unfortunately, my office is the same room as the family room. Oh the horrors.
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