More on cleaning our home. I say “Our,” because Earl, probably with the desire of saving money by not hiring an outside service, has offered to help as best he can. I’ve never met a man who’s actually offered before; usually they must be commandeered.
I was skeptical at first, but Earl has pitched in with a fever. Today we tackled the kitchen, particularly the refrigerator, which probably hadn’t had a cleaning overhaul in a couple years. There was scum everywhere as bottles of cocktail sauce and their ilk left drippings on shelves when we put them back after dinner.
Once the fridge was in operating order, we cleaned backsplashes, countertops, stainless steel appliances, and the floor. I was amazed at how industrious Earl was with his particular jobs. (He may not realize it yet; but he’s creating a monster for himself, as I become aware of his skills.)
As I mentioned yesterday, my former cleaning lady was the best I’ve ever had; but her job description didn’t include the insides of things like refrigerators, ovens, or drawers. That was always my domain. At least now I have help.
“Team Cleaning Lady” probably isn’t the right name for our little endeavor. I’m open to suggestions, but in the meantime I’m calling us “Team Clean.”
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