My neighbor across the street owns her own cleaning business. She has a perfectly manicured lawn. Her house looks perfect any time I drop by. Her garage is painted white inside, things neatly organized on shelves, room for two cars to park inside. She runs a doggie hotel (pet sitting service) but you'd never know it except that there are dogs there (floors have no visible hair, there's no odor, nothing). Granted, she has no children making messes, but she has a husband and a brother who live there also.
One day I knew she really had no clue of how others of us live. I told her I didn't mind cleaning, but dealing with the clutter is something else. I asked, "What do you do with clutter?"
She looked baffled and, in her thick New York accent replied, "Cluttuh? Whaddya mean cluttuh, like a sawk on the flawr?"
Um, no. I wish I was only talking about a sock on the floor.
Last edited by zozee; 08-07-2017 at 08:42 PM.