I could hear harsh and loud knocking on my front door at 8am as I quickly put on some clothes and took off my pajamas. My heart was just pounding something fierce at the sudden arrival of a visitor and being woken up so abruptly from a very, very deep sleep. I felt disorientated.
“Maid service!” Charlie said laughing as he was carrying a small toy poodle in his hand. “I promised your father that we will get your house interior in an immaculate state today.”
This made me nervous. I had been overly abruptly woken up. And I didn’t think my house was that dirty. But, of course, my eyesight is pretty bad and terrible as well, and I guess I wasn’t seeing all the dirt and dog hair.
Charlie and I worked all morning doing dishes, scrubbing and mopping floors, washing counters, cleaning bathrooms and doing laundry.
Maggie was so fascinated by the little toy poodle named Candy as well. The poodle was about a fourth of Maggie’s size. There was lots of mutual tail wagging going on.
3 comments:
I would love to have some help cleaning. BTW, to y'all do windows?
When it was all clean, didn't you have a sense of accomplishment? I know I do. Charlie is indeed a good buddy to help clean your home.
It was nice of him to come help clean your house, but it seems like your visitors have very little respect for what time they show up. Some one is always coming over and waking you up. That seems rude to me.
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