Dirty in A day in the life...

Today I went to the house of a couple that goes to the same church I do to do some cleaning. This is the job I wrote about either yesterday or the day before....the wife is preggers with their fourth child and the hubby owns his own business and wants me to clean his office as well. Well, I got there at 1:15 p.m. today and left at 7:30 p.m. Guess how much I got done....you'll never believe it. I got......only the kitchen done. Yes, I'm dead serious.

I walked in and asked her (the wife, Alayna) where she wanted me to start and she said how about the kitchen. I said sure and went out and got my basket of cleaning supplies. I brought them in and walked into the kitchen (and this is not a big kitchen at all!) and almost walked back out. Every inch of counter space (and I literally mean every inch) and the entire top of the stove were piled with at least 12 inches of anything and everything. The sink was full of dirty dishes. The floor was disgusting. Everything was so dirty it felt sticky. It took me over six hours to clean that kitchen, and by the time I got done I had two large bulging garbage bags of trash to throw out and three small boxes. You wouldn't believe how much of my cleaning stuff I used on this kitchen! Hell, I'm going to have to restock sooner than I thought, that's for sure. I was feeling bad about taking so long to do just the kitchen and thought about lowering my price from $10/hour to $5/hour, but then I thought, it's not MY fault the kitchen was so filthy. I worked my ass off (and sweated like a pig), used three times as much of my cleaning stuff than I normally would, and not to sound rude or un-Christian, but $10/hour is a heck of a lot cheaper than a professional cleaning service.

So hubby is not on board about me babysitting for that family where the husband will be home all day sleeping (he works third shift) while I'm there. I have to admit, it makes me very uncomfortable as well. Tomorrow I'm going to have to tell her that I don't mind watching the boys, but if she wants me to then it will have to be at my place. I kind of feel bad that I have to tell her that, but it's not personal. And here's the thing....if she'd told me this from the beginning then I wouldn't have even bothered to go and meet with her yesterday, but she waited until I was there to drop that bomb on me, after I had already agreed to do it. I was a little stunned and didn't know how to respond. But I don't know her husband and it turns out that she's the one who goes to church, not him. Now I'm not saying that because he doesn't go to church he's a bad person...my own hubby rarely goes. But he's still a total stranger and I'll be in a house alone with him other than the boys, who are 3 and 18 months old and both nap during the afternoon. I just don't have a good feeling in my gut about it, ya know? Am I just being paranoid?

Anyway, spending all day cleaning that kitchen has my feet and back aching, and I definitely need a shower after all the sweating I did today. So I'm off to take a nice long, hot shower, and hopefully I'll be able to fall asleep at a decent hour tonight.

Hope you all had a fab Tuesday! Much love...xoxo.