Cleaning

Online Job Resume (Or I have no idea what I want to do in life, so I do a little bit of everything)

I feel like I’ve had a lot of jobs in my life. So here’s the job rundown (And remember, this is mostly just me processing things/life). My first ‘real’ job was at the public library as a shelver. I put away the books in their correct categories and places that had been borrowed then returned.Continue reading “Online Job Resume (Or I have no idea what I want to do in life, so I do a little bit of everything)”

To the Lady whose House Looks like a Museum

I really, really like your house. It’s fascinating. It’s ridiculously big, and when I first came to your house I thought it was super out of style, old-fashioned and stuffy. Everything looked gaudy to me, antiquey, out-dated. Like, people really live like this? And why do you have so much crap? You must have aContinue reading “To the Lady whose House Looks like a Museum”

To Baby Powder Boy

I’m not really sure aboout you. You’re really, really friendly. You have a good job working with coding and what seems to be cyber security and things of that nature (Things I don’t know about at all). You’re thirty-something. It appears that you are single. And you’re living with your parents for a short timeContinue reading “To Baby Powder Boy”

Thoughts from Your Cleaning Girl

I see everything. I see your dried up, rotting fruit you got from one of those fancy meal-making delivery kits that you never actually used. I see your makeup strewn all over your marble countertop. I see the mold in your master shower. I see the dog hair. All the dog hair. I see theContinue reading “Thoughts from Your Cleaning Girl”

To the Lady at the House with the Golden Retriever

I see your pain. I see the tears you try to hide. I see how you talk short to your husband. How you sit, embroider, on Instagram, make coffee, maybe do the laundry (if you have to) while your gorgeous home studio sits there too…unused. (I’ll be honest, I’m a little jealous of your homeContinue reading “To the Lady at the House with the Golden Retriever”

To the Lady at the Grey House

I really loved your den. With the shelves of books and nick nacks, the comforting, musty smell of old, well-loved books, the sunshine coming in during the early afternoon as I cleaned. Your house was weird though and for a long time I thought very unfriendly. It was cold, unfeeling, haughty…very grey. I felt youContinue reading “To the Lady at the Grey House”