The woman who cleans our house called last night to let me know she can’t come this Friday because of family emergency. After a rush of “I hope everything goes OK,’s” we got off the phone and the truth sank in.
My cleaning lady can’t come this Friday.
I am having a party for Bryan’s birthday on Saturday.
What…? Now I have to… actually… CLEAN?
P.S. In my defense, please remember we canceled cable and watch TV through rabbit ears in order to afford this cleaning service, so I am not as big a brat as I appear. But I am still ticked I am going to have to spend my Saturday cleaning.