Anyway, they decided to give our house an additional, earlier cleaning. I'm not sure why. Maybe they felt bad for creating so much dust. Maybe there was guilt that the job is dragging on for so long. Maybe they noticed that our house has a built-in disaster area component, and they recognized it as a cry for help. Not wanting to ask a dumb question, and certainly not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth, I just said, 'Awesome!'
So, the timing was both good and bad. How great to have a cleaning service right after I had so many kids puke! I did scrub those bathrooms, but another round of cleaning wasn't a bad thing. Besides, these people are professionals.
I don't usually babysit on Fridays, but of course I was asked weeks ago to sit on Friday the 10th and I agreed. My grade school kids were also off of school, which didn't really feel like a day off because they were home sick anyway. The biggest barfer of all, Tank, was home from high school, too. So the down side to getting the house spic and span was that there were so many additional bodies to deal with.
|Exhibit A: This is Curly, who slept on the basement floor while her room was being serviced.|
Before they arrived, there was some confusion about what was getting cleaned. Originally I thought they were going to only clean the rooms adjacent to the construction zone. The family room took the hardest hit. Don't get me wrong, that drywall dust was EVERYWHERE - it did not discriminate. Earlier in the week, the head construction guy told me they would clean the first floor.
|While Mini was dancing her butt off |
at her private lesson, I ran
to the grocery store to purchase the
sick kid necessities: vitamin water,
Popsicles, bananas, bread
(for dry toast -yum), and chicken noodle soup.
Who was going to clear a path for the hired crew? They were supposed to arrive about 30 minutes before I would return from this confound-it dance lesson. My head was spinning.
Folks, I saw stars . . .
(I'm not really trying to create a cliff hanger here, but this post got to be too lengthy, so I am sharing the conclusion with you tomorrow. I urge you to check back to see how I survived trying to make the best of this amazing opportunity -short of tossing our hard-earned clutter out on the lawn. I have pictures! I'd love your feedback - leave me a comment and let me know: would you prefer a marathon post, or a two-day deal like this?)