Slave labour today
Feb. 21st, 2022 08:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wiseheartOur cleaning lady has fallen ill, the poor thing. Since everything was prepared for the ritual bi-weekly cleaning frenzy (things heaped onto higher surfaces, carpets picked and rolled up and the likes, which usually takes twice as long as the actual cleaning), I had to perform it on my own. Let's just say that I'm getting too old for this shit. It isn't so that I wouldn't help her - I always do, as she shouldn't lift heavy things because of her back. But doing it - and the preparations, and the putting back things afterwards - all alone, with just a little help from Mum, is a bit brutal.
After that I had to make two food runs because the fridge was empty, too. During the second one it started raining, slowly but steadily. I was soggy to the bones when I came home, despite having an umbrella with me. Gah, I was done in for the rest of the day. It's a good thing I cooked in advance yesterday.
But I might have visitors on Thursday - two young friends on maternity leave and their toddlers, who want to fetch their cat pillows - so I've got something to look forward to. *fingers crossed*
After that I had to make two food runs because the fridge was empty, too. During the second one it started raining, slowly but steadily. I was soggy to the bones when I came home, despite having an umbrella with me. Gah, I was done in for the rest of the day. It's a good thing I cooked in advance yesterday.
But I might have visitors on Thursday - two young friends on maternity leave and their toddlers, who want to fetch their cat pillows - so I've got something to look forward to. *fingers crossed*
