i have always told myself that no matter what my status in the world, i wouldn't have another woman cleaning my toilet. well you know what? i give up. i'm ready to be one of "those people" with a housekeeper. or at least a cleaning lady who comes over on a regular basis. and it's not that i'm fancy, and i know i like to say i'm lazy, but truth is, i'm just busy. these days it seems like i'm rarely home long enough to sleep and eat dinner, let alone to make sure the bathroom is sparkling. and the time i do have to spare, well i don't really see why i would want to spend it doing something i absolutely hate.
that said, i think it's time to call in professional help.
don't judge me, we can't all be awesome housewives.
ps. see that scar on my arm under the two freckles? i hate it so much. it's like an :/ emoticon that stares at me all day long.
