Okay, so I don't have a maid. At times I definitely wish I had one. Keeping my apartment clean when I had one was not a huge deal, so I didn't think my small house would be much more. I was very wrong.
As a child, my mom would constantly tell my brother and I that "she was not our maid". Every weekend we would have certain chores so that the house could be cleaned every week. I never understood this - the house was not constantly dirty - why were we always cleaning?!
Now I know. The house was dirty - but I didn't see it as a child or as a teenager. Maybe I didn't see it in my apartment because it wasn't my own. Now that I have a place that I am responsible, I see every piece of dirt, every speck of dust, every blemish on and within my house.
Even when I travel all week, I still have to clean my house on the weekend. How does it get dirty when nothing is happening? No children, no parties, yet dust and dirty accumulate everywhere! Now, I am my own maid.
Life can be messy at times- it is only fitting that my house is too.
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