Meandering anecdotes and an occasional incisive comment, courtesy of an overeducated, feminist former-professional, who is continually outsmarted by her overly-gifted children and genius spouse and who seeks refuge in books, cocktails, and the occasional Xanax.
Friday, September 12, 2008
My every-other-week cleaning lady threw Bottly away.
Our hearts go out to Cupy. Are you filing containercide charges?
Bottly was most likely put into the recycling and will be reincarnated as Bottly, Jr. Or maybe some of that sparkly asphalt.
NOO!!!! will she be fired?
bottly was taken too soon.
But, he (she?) had a good life. It was a full life with family and friends and ... sometimes the pain just needs to end. Bottly is in a better place.
you have a cleaning lady?
Yes, she comes once every other week for a deep clean. There's still tons of housework to do in between, particularly if I have over 10 cats in residence (foster kittens create a lot of housework). We wish we could afford to have her come every week.
Oh dear! How is Lucy dealing with the loss!
damn. everybody has a cleaning lady!
i gotta get one! i'm sick of this damn housework (which i mostly never do.)
You'd be amazed at just how much stuff our cleaning lady throws away. I find she's a convenient scapegoat when I de-junk the girls' room. Plus, I can always hold her out as a threat, as in "Marissa's coming tomorrow, and if you don't want her to think your treasures are actually trash, you'd better get them picked up." It works wonders.
Maybe you could buy one of those products made out of old plastic bottles (clothing, grocery bag, Trex deck) to reinfoce the reincarnation aspect!
I second Steve's idea. Brilliant!
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