The Best Part of Having a Maid is...actually KNOWING you have one.

When someone random just BURSTS into your room vaccuum-clad and surprised you're there, what would be your first reaction?  

It took a couple seconds to click in that this woman holding a hose in her hand was here to clean! 

Very thankfully I wasn't holding my hose in my hand.  

She is hilariously cool and unaffected by my mess that she tells me not to bother moving while she states "I try not to touch anything" -as she grabs for my semi-exposed bottles of lube beside my bed on the floor with her bare hands and fumbles them butterfinger style and they roll all over the floor. 

I guess we have a maid.  Apparently she has been here four times before.  Maybe this is why she was surprised to see me in my room.

Good to know.

Wait, a cleaning lady isn't a maid.  But it does sound more privileged.   Well from the havers perspective, maybe not the doers.  

As a token of my appreciation, I gave her some Citrine so hopefully she attracts enough prosperity she never has to clean my room again.  She just wants to.  Ha ha.  I am surprisingly blessed that she does.

That really sucked.  Her Vaccuum, I mean.  

Thanks Deena!

Last 24 hours were so stress inducing that this lightened everything up!