She just stopped returning my calls one day and so I've never known why -- was it something I did, or said? I miss her, and I'm reminded of it on days like today when I decided that for Good Friday penance, I would vacuum and clean all my floors. That didn't used to be such a large task, when I lived in a one-bedroom apartment. Now that I have 1,400 square feet of hardwood and granite floors, it's a bigger task.
Indeed, I can barely type because I must have held the mop in such a death grip that my RSI has flared up in a major way. Yet, I have to tell my painful story...
Christine was such a good cleaning lady. A bit expensive, but she did very good work, even rearranging my underwear drawer and the jumble of cleaning supplies, plant fertilizer, etc., that had collected under the kitchen sink. But I just don't think I was enough for her. She took to pulling down all the curtains and throwing them in the washing machine, quite often. The drawer rearranging was another sign that she was bored, I suppose.
Because I lived in a one-bedroom apartment -- although it was 900 square feet, which is really quite a good size! -- I did feel some shame about having a cleaning lady. But I hate washing floors and never seemed to get in behind the stove. Christine was wonderful -- she did all that and sometimes even cleaned the fridge. However, since I live alone, the place didn't get all that dirty, I really only needed her about once every eight weeks. I think most of her clients -- people with large homes, pets and children with sticky fingers -- were more likely on a cleaning -every-two-weeks schedule.
Oh, I know I'm making excuses. Yet maybe it was more hassle for her to come downtown to my apartment than it was worth....but I'll never know. She cut me off. She stopped talking my calls, never returned my messages. I was dumped.
Now, I'm out of the cleaning lady-scene. I just don't have the heart to start again. Well, okay, actually I'm too cheap to find a new cleaner. I hate cleaning but I just remind myself, as I work, of what great things I'll do on my next trip to Italy with the money I'm saving by doing my own cleaning.
If I can just stop gripping the mop so hard and triggering my RSI.....