Thursday, March 05, 2009

I love it when my house is tidy, organized, stocked with cooked food & has whiffs of sweet fragrances wafting through the rooms
Unfortunately there is such dissonance in my soul between the finished product & the process it takes to get there.
For,
I abhor house work.
Abhor, abhor, abhor it!
The only reason I am even slightly motivated about having more money is to afford a couple of housemaids.
I'd like the bed made, pillows fluffed, laundry done, ironed & folded, bathrooms cleaned, rooms vacuumed & dusted
Untill then, adios amiogos for I must trudge my way to my washing machines to do the laundry piling around me or leave more from my share of housework for the boy.

3 comments:

D said...

I know what you mean. I tell everyone who looks like they love me, "I need a dasi" not even a maid!

sinusoidally said...

Oh man can I relate to this or what. My beautiful house is always a mess thanks to my very uninspiring self.

Tarantismo said...

totally get it ! And I feel so inadequate when I see my messy house.. I hate hate hate folding clothes...