Anyway, I was not used to having someone clean. My younger sister lives in a big house in Denver and has had a cleaning service forever. She always said they never clean as well as you want. Since her house is huge she looks upon it as a necessary evil. My daughter, who has three children, a demanding job, and a nice little house, has two cleaning ladies that also make the beds and do her laundry! She also said that they tend to cut corners and not clean stuff as they should. So I lowered my expectations.
When I started the service the first time they sent two women who washed window sills, washed doors, and did a major cleaning...sort of. Then the service goes to one cleaner who comes weekly or bi-weekly or monthly. They actually thought my house was so clean with the two of us that we only needed a monthly clean! I went with the bi-weekly schedule anyway.
After two months of bi-weekly cleaning from a sweet young woman, I realize that they miss stuff. The recessed area below my kitchen cabinets in my kitchen is full of spider webs and dust and in one corner is a dead wasp. I will finally point that out to her. No one cares about the cleanliness of your house as much as you do! I did a quick test in the third week. She mops my floors each time and a day after she left I spilled a glass of water. I got my Swiffer mop to clean it and this is what I saw from a floor that had been mopped only the day before! AND I had watched her mop.
Each time she comes I find some little cleaning area that needs more attention and it does not add to her four hours. This service is expensive, but oddly I feel I am helping this young woman keep a job, perhaps influenced by a mini-series I watched on TV?
Netflix had/has a TV series "Maid" that I watched last month. The TV series is based on a book by Stephanie Land and has Andie McDowell as a bi-polar mother and Andie MacDowell's real daughter plays her daughter who is a maid. It is well done and really reflects the chaotic lives of some people. It is about a young woman with a small child who flees her husband's alcoholic violence and goes to a shelter and also finds a job with a company called Value Maids where she cleans various clients' houses...which of course, adds to the story.
My 'maid' Meghan is a young divorcee with a 4-year-old. She has backup in babysitting from her mother, but I think the mother also has a job. (The child had strep throat and although she is now well and no longer infectious she has a chronic cough that will diminish in time, because of COVID they must keep her home from pre-school until the cough is gone!)
Meghan is a quiet and gentle girl who goes about her cleaning with iPods in her ears listening to music so we do not talk much. Sometimes I hear her humming which reminds me of my Dad who used to whistle while he worked. Of course, I want to direct her to podcasts that will educate her and enlighten her, but I will mind my own business. I did give her some children's magazines that my children have left behind and she was pleased to take them.
I have mellowed on my cleaning expectations in my old age. I used to be one of those that polished and shined every piece of furniture.
Anyway, the title of this post reminded me of the coming Halloween and I will link to a nice little favorite poem of mine which is perfect for this time of year.