Yesterday Molly Maids came to clean our house — a baby-welcoming gift from the Jellyman’s parents (thank you!). My mother was there when they came. She took all last week off of work, and half-days this week so that she could help me out. We ate a dinner I made and froze months ago, but we wouldn’t have needed to. A church member dropped by with some jambalaya — if we’d known for sure she was coming I wouldn’t have even needed to turn on the oven.
In other words, I’m starting to wonder what it is I do around here. I make a darn fine milk machine. Oh, and I folded a couple of pieces of clothing. And I microwaved some mac and cheese for Raisin’s lunch. Industry, thy name is Grape.
So, I am starting to wean myself off some of the extra help. Wish me luck.