Back to Housework For Me - ACKKKKK

After nearly ten years, I've fired my household helper, Rosy. The last few years the quality of her work has gone downhill. I think it's because of the set up we had. She would come every other Thursday while I was at work. I agreed to this because at the time, she had another house to do in the afternoon. She said she would come early, 8:00ish, and then go on to her other house.

That worked for awhile, but there were times I'd come home to find no work had been done and a phone message waiting for me. There were always excuses but I let them go. Rosy has a daughter she is solely supporting and when it came to things she needed to do with/for her, I gladly stepped aside.

But - - - it's always those buts that get me. As I previously wrote, one day this past summer I came home to find a stranger working in my house. He turned out to be her brother. About a month ago, I rearranged the furniture in my living room to find dust bunnies almost bigger than my cats. I don't think the couch was ever pulled away from the wall for vacuuming. Things somehow didn't get put back after she dusted and things that didn't belong were left behind.

It was a difficult decision because I really care about Rosy, but the dissatisfaction I've been feeling for more than a year takes front seat. I'm not overly fond of cleaning my house myself, but I'll try it. I didn't burn bridges. She said if there were special times I needed help, she would help out.

If I break it down over a period of several days, I think I can do it. I can vacuum the downstairs on Friday evening, while I do the laundry. Saturdays, I can do the upstairs bathroom and vacuum the bedrooms. And on Sunday afternoon, I can vacuum the stairs.

We'll see how it works out.

God bless you all.