Who needs the Merry Maids?
With a guest coming for part of the Memorial Day weekend, I was trying to figure how to fit a normal two days of cleaning and errands into about 6 hours this past Saturday.
Luckily, I have friends who were happy to help out, one of whom volunteered to vacuum while her 4-almost-5 year old helped me scrub counter tops with “sugar stuff” (Ajax). The other mowed my lawn, a task I normally enjoy but just didn’t have time to manage before my guest’s arrival.
Then, while I was doing the second transfer station run of the day with Peter, they set up a charming Hamptons/Newport-style bistro arrangement on my porch.
Meanwhile, my washing machine decided to blow a gear or something in its overworked motor, so last evening, the second friend let me do laundry while I grilled some chicken on her barbecue.
So, today, I have a clean house, clean clothes and memories of a most pleasant visit with my out of town “gentleman friend”, a person of immense charm who entertains as well as enlightens with his well-honed and wide-ranging conversational skills. A Cape Cod postcard weekend altogether, with perfect weather and reasonable traffic to boot.
How’d I ever get so lucky?!