I have a lovely woman, Pam, who cleans my house. Judge me all you want. I hate to clean and I’m not very good at it, and the money I spend on Pam is completely worth it. She comes every other week, and I don’t even have any cleaning products or supplies – she brings everything, plus a couple of helper people.
It is not unusual to find something left behind, like a rag or a can of Pledge on a bookshelf, or something out of place, like a dog toy on the coffee table or shoes on the bed. No biggie. Generally. It’s also possible I don’t pay enough attention to my surroundings. Just fyi.
Pam and her crew were here today.
Once they’d left and I was alone in the house again, I went to the bathroom. (This would be the part where I don’t pay a lot of attention to my surroundings.) After I was finished, I stood up from the toilet to flush it.
I can’t believe I’m telling you this story.
There was a toilet brush IN THE TOILET. HOW did I not notice that before??
There is now a toilet brush in the garbage. Sorry, Pam.
And also, I can’t stop laughing.
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how? wha? um…? i’m glad you are okay.
In addition to my very large grin as a result of you sharing this, I LOVE that one of your tags is ‘home and garden’!!! ~J
Hee hee. 🙂 WordPress suggests tags sometimes that crack me up and I’m forced to use them.
I swear I am not making this up. I once read about a woman who did *ahem* the same thing and ended up in surgery.
I don’t really have a point here.
LOL…and, I want a Pam 🙂
She rocks. I would have to be destitute to give her up. 🙂