Knock Knock. Housekeeping!

What a welcome sound. I am in fact writing this very entry in an attempt to procrastinate the inevitable task. Cleaning. 
No more! My wildest wish has been granted! Paul finally approved a housecleaning service to come once a month. But it gets even better. Our neighbor has a cleaner that comes every other week and she's going to do our house too! 
Our house is going to be cleaned twice a month!!!! How fantastic. Utterly fantastic. 
It might seem a little extravagant considering our tiny house and lack of children. But really- who wants to spend time cleaning. It's the most retched thing in the world. Plus- it's almost impossible to actually get our house clean so even when I put in a good three hours of solid, backbreaking labor- it never feels spotless. So I'm not at all worried about how well this gal can clean- I'm just glad that I'm not the one that has to make a dirty house slightly less dirty. It's kinda a waste of time when you really think about it. 
Then Paul was all like- "I'm going to have her do my laundry." And I was like- "No. Do your own laundry lazy butt."