If you had told me a year ago that I would be hiring someone to help me with my housework I would have politely said " oh yeah and pigs will fly"... well the pigs have taken to the skies.
On my way to a simpler life I opted out of the rat race..took the less traveled path, I would do everything I could to sustain myself. Grow as much of my food as I could, raise chickens, spend less, cook from scratch and make as many of the things I need myself...
Good idea and I was getting along pretty good...until the diner. The all consuming restaurant. It saps my strength, uses every spare brain cell I have, has me hating the weekend and looking forward to Monday...oh yeah blessed Monday...with it's slower pace.
Well something has to give and I'm tired of seeing dust bunnies and hair balls in every single corner of my house so I've asked my neighbours daughter to vacuum and dust once a week. Guilt, wow do I ever feel guilty...but I admit defeat...I can not keep up with everything.
I'll let you know how it works out. Very weird for me...help with the vacuuming, who would have thunk????