Call Me Morticia

I used to be a good housekeeper...a very anal retentive one. I used to clean every few days and keep the place un-cluttered. The husband used to comment that I was picking dirt off the floor that wasn't even there. Uh, yes it WAS. However, for the past few years, my housekeeping has slacked off. Now, I clean when I get to the point that I can't stand looking at the mess anymore. I guess part of it's due to the fact that as a caregiver to family I'm just too tired and stressed to worry about the house.

I'm going to have to do something soon, though. Between the weeds outside and the dust and cobwebs inside the place is starting to resemble the Addams family house. I've decided to start speaking more French and wearing all black and the husband needs to grow a mustache, slick his hair back, and start wearing suits. We're also looking for a butler named Lurch. But one without the growling sounds...that freaks me out.


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    We have the same housekeeping mentality though I never went through the highly clean phase like you did. Maybe we can get a discount on outfits if we buythem in bulk


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