Invasion of Personal Space

Invasion of Personal Space, originally uploaded by reasonenoughtocelebrate.

Today, my cousin paid me to clean her house for 7 hours while she and her husband were at work. They needed a house cleaned and I need money, so it was a good fit.

Plus, we all know how I love to pretend I'm Caroline Thibodeaux , so it was very therapeutic for me. I haven't cleaned a house like this since Tucson, so I had a lot of pent up anger to get out... living with parents is ridiculously frustrating at times. So I cleaned out my frustrations and anger. For seven hours.

Seven freaking hours of cleaning and singing and scrubbing and having her cat glare at me and having her dog cry, because I had to keep him locked up for the most part, cause every time I tried to let him run around the house while I cleaned, he just got in the way and wouldn't leave me alone, so I kept locking him back up, which led to more crying from him and more glaring at me from the cat...

But the house looked amazing at exactly 3:30 p.m. when she walked into the house. And I was paid. So all ended well.

And because of that pay, I can afford to drive down to West Virginia this week and visit my BABIES before I start work at the bank next week. So those seven hours of scrubbing... will allow me three days of giggles and hugs and kisses and footballs and yelling and playing and exhaustion from my four favorite boys in the whole wide world.

And to tell you the truth, I would have cleaned for seven days for seven hours with them... maybe even just seven minutes.