Two weeks ago I parted ways with my cleaning lady, who had been with me six years. For most of that time, I was gainfully employed and appreciated her efforts to keep our home clean. To that end, I overlooked various things she also overlooked.
But I no longer work and haven’t for over a year-and-a-half. So her interest in surface cleaning vs. deep cleaning began to annoy me. She was a “Wiper,” while I’m a “Scrubber.”
There were other factors too. We are both six years older and more set in our ways. She liked cleaning products from the local supermarket, while I prefer elbow grease. And, as seems to be the case with many cleaning people, she wanted acknowledgement for a job well done while not admitting to slacking off in some area when I called it to her attention.
In the end we parted ways, and I was left without a cleaning lady for the first time in twenty years. I didn’t wait long. Found someone else who is slower but more thorough. Who does corners and the top of the refrigerator and the bottom of the cupboards where they attach to the baseboard. She also does the kitchen floor on her hands and knees and sets a rose in a bud vase on the piano.
But before you ask for her contact information, let me tell you something: Nobody cleans like I do.
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