Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Obviously the cleaning lady is collaborating with my mom

I met Hazel two years ago when Rob first hired her to clean the apartment twice a month. I have seen her and spoken to her on the phone many times. She knows my name. But when I arrived home today--to a lovely clean apartment, which I very quickly defiled by knocking an entire bottle of balsamic vinegar off the fridge (totally different story)--I was greeted by the following note:

Rob, Wife,
Thanking you both again. See you in 2 weeks. Have a blessed weekend. We need some bleach and soap. Thank you,
Hazel

2 comments:

Amanda said...

Heh heh heh. My plan is working out delightfully. Phase II: Tell doorperson to call Sarah "Mrs. Goulding" every time she comes home. GO ARABIANS!!!

Daniel said...

A man came to me and said, 'I found nice girl for you. She lives in the next village, and she is ready for marriage.' We were not supposed to meet until the wedding. But I wanted to make sure, so I sneak into her village, hide behind a tree, watch her washing the clothes. I think, if I don't like the way she looks, I don't marry her. But she look very nice to me. So I said OK to the man.