A Clean Confession

Okay, so if you take a good look at this blog, you might notice that I started it last spring, and then just stopped writing.  To be truthful, I've started a lot of blogs, and I was very excited about them all.  Then, I got bored with them, or they became too much work to maintain.

So, why am I starting this blog back up again, you may ask?  Well, I have a confession to make...
I have cleaning ladies.  They come to my house every two weeks and do all of my major cleaning for me.  I don't really even know how to clean my house at all.  If left to my own devices, my house would be covered in piles of dust and filth.

So what?  That's what I used to think.  Then I started looking at our budget and had a minor freak out about how much money we're spending on the little things - like the cleaning ladies.  I did the math, and realized that every year we pay our cleaning lady the equivalent of a little more than one of my paychecks.  After realizing that I work a half-a-month every year to pay my cleaning ladies, I decided that it might be worth it for me to do the cleaning myself.

Last week I rented Julie & Julia, and I was so impressed at how Julie Powell cooked her way through an entire cookbook in a year.  It made me start to think...if Julie Powell can cook every day for an entire year, surely I can clean my house every day for an entire year.  Right?

Because I'm completely chicken, I'm not getting rid of the cleaning ladies just yet.  And, I'm not going to tell my husband either.  I have A LOT (everything) to learn about cleaning, and I want to have the cleaning ladies there as a safety net in case I completely stink at this.  My hope is that by March, I'll be housekeeping well enough to get rid of the cleaning ladies.

So there you have it.  That's my confession.  I'm a massive primadonna.  I do not clean my own house.