Mom, what's for diner tonight?  Raman noodles

Mom what's for diner tomorrow night? Noodles

Mom, are we going to eat noodles every night.  Yep

WHHHYYYYYYY?

Shut up the toilets are clean.

 

That's right, I've cut some corners, trimed some fat and now have enough free cash to bring in a cleaning lady every other week.  And the heavens opened, and the angels sang and all is now right with my world. 

 

I used to have a cleaning lady at our old house but since we've moved I've been trying to hold out - plus all the stay at homes in the neighborhood do it themselves and I couldn't find a reference for a local lady.  Finally, a few weeks ago, one of the Mom's confessed she had a cleaning lady and loved her.  It was like getting crack.  Shhh, amy, come here, call this lady and she'll bring the goods.  Oh, i don't need drugs. No, cleaning supplies, she'll clean your house! 

 

Thank god.  I told hubby in order to have her come every two weeks, we'd have to cut back on the gingerbread lattes and maybe not buy a new dvd every week, but other than that it was doable, and frankly, I'd rather serve the kids raman noodles every night than give this women up.  She cleans behind the toilets people!!!!  I kept thinking, two matinees at 50 bucks a pop or a scrubbed tub - no contest!

 

So all is right with my world today, my big project at work is almost done and I can go back to surfing blogs at lunch.  My baby is growing and healthy inside the ol womb, and my house is ca-lean.  As in not me doing it.  Oh joyous day - this must be what it feels like for hubby when I finally put out.