Update on the Cleaning Lady

I have never been embarrassed and immensely grateful at the same time but I experienced those two emotions simultaneously yesterday afternoon. On my way home from work at 4 p.m. I received a call from my husband asking me what he was supposed to do because the cleaning ladies were still there. What?! They're still there? They had gotten to my house at 8:15 a.m. and there were two of them. Let me remind you that my house is quite small. How could it possibly take two women 8 hours to clean my tiny house? Was it that dirty? At this point I was mortified thinking about how gross my house must have been. When I got home at 4:30 p.m. the ladies were just exiting my house...I wished I had a bag over my head so they wouldn't see who was responsible for the disgusting house. I smiled at them and said thank you and as soon as they were out of sight, I bolted through the door of my house to see what could have possibly taken so long... It was like a getting a glimpse of heaven. The stairs that lead up to my house, which when I left that morning had about two inches of dirt on each step were a different color...I never knew that is what they were supposed to look like. I entered my dining room and noticed that my tile floor was without spots and that every inch of the grout had been scrubbed. My white-tiled kitchen, was sparkling and the grout in there was no longer yellow. All the baseboards throughout my house had been scrubbed, my toilets were ring-free, my shutters on every window were spotless, and the dust on every picture and piece of furniture was gone. Not only did they empty all the trash cans, they scrubbed them clean as well. I had never witnessed a nice smelling trash can. Later, when I went to start cooking dinner, I opened the refrigerator and I was not hit with the nasty odor that I had become used to. These ladies had to be angels! They cleaned my refrigerator, it was sparkling! All the worry and stress was worth it and I will provide cleaning supplies any day in exchange for my house looking like that. When my husband entered the house with the kids, I stopped him at the bottom of the stairs and told him that we were taking the babies to my mom's house for a few days so that I could make the glimpse of heaven last more than 5 minutes...he shot down my idea, and I spent the rest of the evening following my children like a shadow with my Clorox spray all around the house cleaning everything that they touched or stepped on.