It feels like everyone I know has a cleaner. I tell Skip this and he doesn't believe me, but it's true. Every fortnight all of my friends have a friendly little team of people come to their house to scrub away their soap scum, mop their floors and dust their ornaments.
Am I the only sucker who still drags out the vacuum cleaner every once and a while? Grabs the Gumption and make my tub gleam?
I'm having this internal battle with myself at the moment of whether I should throw away mop and bucket and hire a cleaner. It would be so wonderful to have someone come and make the house sparkle twice a month. Then I think - I'm home every day, why can't I keep the $50 and just do it myself? I'm scared that if I take the plunge, I'm going to want more. In fact, I know I'll want more!
If I have someone who cleans up my filth, then why can't someone do my washing. If I can have someone doing my washing, why can't someone do my cooking. Then I'll want the shopping done. Then I'll want a nanny. Then I'll want an interior designer. Then I'll want a gardener. Then I'll want a full-time hair and make-up person. Maybe then I can finally lie on the lounge, eat chocolate and watch day times soaps like I was promised when I gave up 'working'.