She saw that something had spilt on the garbage can (a week ago but anyway) and decided that she couldn't let it go. So she cleaned it. Then she cleaned the wall behind the garbage can, then she cleaned the cabinet next to the wall, then she cleaned ALL the cabinets. Then I got the camera because I had to memoralize Paige going crazy; she's usually so calm and collected. She kept saying she was so happy. CRAZY.
Then she cleaned the stool in the kitchen. Then Heather jumped in.
What she can't just stand there and watch Paige clean by herself! That was my job. I was still in shock a little anyway. They are the cleaning queens. I am not. I am the queen of, um, other stuff that's not cleaning. Someday I will hire a housekeeper. Someday. Sigh...
They asked where my Murphy's Oil Soap was.
I don't have Murphy's Oil Soap. I did have Pine Sol (unopened and forgotten-I told you I use Windex). They cleaned the microwave, all the canisters, the coffee pot, hand-mopped the floor, the baseboards, the walls. I helped. A little. What can I say? They are cleaning queens and I was at a loss for words. Besides I was slightly afraid of Paige. She looked like a woman posessed (note picture at the top of post). I didn't want to get in her way. Anyhow, my house is C-L-E-A-N. After they left, I hand-mopped the bathrooms (with Pine-Sol) and wiped down the front door.
Still need to do the fans (need a ladder) and don't ask about the inside of the refrigerator (even though the outside is topnotch). I'm feeling pretty good about my house. Now I can have company. Anybody up for Phantom?