There is a wonderful cleaning lady who comes to my house once a month.
Yes, I know I’m retired and have all (see note) the time in the world to clean my own house but I deserve a luxury or two and this is one of them. There are other things I would give up before my cleaning lady. Maybe even buying shoes but let me think about that a bit first.
I hate cleaning. I prefer to work outside or do a project or read a book. Clean the cat litter. Anything but vacuum.
There is a process. Our lady comes with her crew at 8 a.m. That means an early rise. I have to get the cats fed and their dishes cleaned up before she gets here. The day they come is always the day The cats putz around with their breakfast. The cats know. They know everything.
I also make sure their litter is cleaned. No one wants to clean a stinky room even if they are paid. No one is paid enough to endure a Hazel dump.
The night before I go hairball stalking. Those cats try to embarrass me. They do it on purpose. They hack up a big one in a place I won’t notice but that the cleaners will find and think I’m dotty. I know I shouldn’t care if the cleaners think I’m dotty but you know how that is.
Sure as can be, I found a gift last night. I don’t know how I find these things but I do.
All clutter has to be cleared. You know, those coupons on the coffee table and the nail polish on the side table. The extra pillows for a quick nap on the loveseat. The magazines on the floor. I declutter often because I clutter a lot.
There was a cupcake on the kitchen counter which the beloved husband assured me he would take care of. Some things you should just do yourself! (Anything chocolate comes into that category.)
I am not paying someone to straighten up. I want them to do the hard stuff. The work where you have to bend over or overstretch. Or use chemicals to get the soap scum off. Or the poop marks from under toilet bowl rim. That kind of nasty stuff.
When she comes with her crew, the beloved husband and I make ourselves scarce. I go to the gym early and then we do a nice leisurely breakfast. It’s a great time for connection but the best part is that we come home to a house that is clean and almost cleared of cat hair — almost.
Note to those who have not yet retired: Unless you are without interests, you will not have enough time to do all the things you want to do. There is never enough time!
So what is your luxury?