Roy was worried, that he wouldn't get to go to the family get together.
I recently made a decision. I am not doing any more heavy house work. You know, the mopping, deep cleaning stuff that needs to get done, so you feel good about your home.
DH vacuums, but like a man. He doesn't move anything, or do the furniture. And while I have always appreciated his efforts, it doesn't quite get it.
Recently, Tammy, my first apprentice, started her own cleaning business.
MOREHOUSE CLEANING SERVICES.
I liked the motto: Tammy MOREHOUSE wants to clean YOUR house.
She didn't like it.
But anyway, I informed DH and my mother, that it was time to chip in for a weekly deep clean.
Life is too short, and I am spending my time and energy on things I love.
I don't love to clean.
I would rather spend a little extra and let someone else do it. And between the three of us, we can afford it.
Call me lazy, call me bad.
I don't care.
So today, she is here, and cleaning. And she is coming half a day, every week!!!
And I'm blogging.
You see my point, right??
She is also a skilled needle felter, she brought some of her things, which she is selling in her spare time.
Did I say she is a bit driven like me???
This kitty stands on his own.
The Santa ornaments are to die for.
I would have many "needle" wounds by now. She is good at this.
I love them all, and want them all.
Tammy was working in a boring office job.
THAT was a waste of talent. And not just her creative talent.
Other than my youngest daughter, there is NOONE you would rather have clean your house.
She is ruthless. She misses nothing. She leaves nothing.
This Santa has a slouchy hat in the back.
Ah, the detail.
I would have to question her on this one though, she says it's an owl.
I didn't say she was perfect.