Toilets? We don’t scrub no stinkin’ toilets.
If they ever created a Survivor show for real life, then “chores”, one by one, would be voted off the island leaving behind “relaxation”, “play” and “siesta” to enjoy the tropical paradise.
We’d put big money on a bet that “scrubbing toilets” would be the first to go. “Laundry” would hold out for a while out of a perceived necessity for clean underwear until loin cloths could take hold as a fashion….
We jettisoned “scrubbing toilets” along with its partners in crime: “vacuuming”, “dusting” and “straightening up”. Our very own four horsemen of the apocalypse.
That’s not to say our house is a sty, we just outsourced the work to a cleaning company. We’ll walk to work rather than go back to spending Saturdays with Windex, Comet and Mop & Glo. There are few things better than coming home Friday night to a house that is far cleaner than we left it and, frankly, far cleaner than it would ever get by our efforts.
It’s a matter of choice to spend our household funds on this. Some see it as an extravagance but we see it as a way to buy time with Junior, each other and our friends. We can have an impromptu gathering and know that we won’t also have to run around and clean up (much).
We’re surprised that more people don’t have cleaners but we are slowly wearing down our friends.
One set of friends finally caved after realizing that “they wouldn’t clean as well as we would” didn’t actually matter in the grand scheme of things if the alternative was to spend 25% of the weekend sniffing cleansers. Better to get outside and enjoy life.
A second set of friends took the plunge after realizing that it wouldn’t cost as much as they thought – granted she was sold immediately but he took a bit more convincing. They now say that we’ve changed their life. Glad to help.
Maybe it’s because most of us were raised by Depression-era parents that there is some reluctance to domestic help. Fair enough, but if you asked your folks (read: mom) if she would have liked to have the house cleaned by someone else, odds are she’ll say “yes”.
Use that as your guilt-free pass to hand over the mop and vacuum to a professional and go enjoy the weekend.