Tinaciouslee

I just got myself a semi-permanent housekeeper who will clean things for me twice a month. As you know, there are perils in raising a cat, especially one as big and as fuzzy as Dimitri. Apart from triggering my asthma and having sneezing spells at least twice a week, everything you own will be fuzzified.

Yes, from your shoes down to your food, there will be cat hairs on/in them, trust me. It never occurred to me that my house was THAT dirty until the boyfriend laughingly said my house is “sobrang madumi” or really dirty. To make it worse, my baby bro seconded it with, “lahat may buhok ni Dimitri” or everything have Dimitri’s hair all over. That sorta ended the denial that I’ve been in for years and so I did the unthinkable, I asked the boyf to find me a housekeeper. As always, he delivered.

Mind you, I’m not  blaming the state of my house to the cat alone, he can’t help it, he was born that way lol. I do have my own shortcomings, I was not raised learning how to properly clean a house. My sister and I, we know shit about the subject.

Now, there are two reasons why I never hired a housekeeper in the past. One, I felt that I was doing a great job semi-cleaning the place or at the very least, making it live-able. Unfortunately, I was really doing a crappy job at it. Two, I’m sorta embarrassed to let other people see how much filth the house has accumulated over the years. Well, the boyf did a great job easing me into the zone and finally, when the housekeeper came, my shame was close to just… well, I didn’t know how to clean, so here’s the situation (motions the rest of the house).

And my God, she did such a fantastic job, patiently sifting through the dirt and dander, whizzing past dust bunnies, dead cockroach and  grease like a fucking sponge dripping in dishwashing liquid. Man oh, man. My room, after the housekeeper cleaned it for more than two straight hours, looked so unrecognizable, it’s making my head spin. What really made me love my new housekeeper is that she actually cleaned my shoes and books, individually. ZOMG. INDIVIDUALLY.

Yes, obviously, I took pictures. Because I want to remember how new the house looked after a thorough scrub down. She’ll return two weeks later to clean the rest of the house and will be summoned for a bi-monthly basis. I’m so happy! So much so, I overslept this very morning and failed to cook the boyf a decent breakfast 😦 Sorry sweetie 😀