Monday, February 22, 2010

A clean scene.

We used to have a cleaning lady. Her name is Elba and for a bunch of years, she showed up on Tuesday mornings and whipped my house into shape.

The first time Elba visited with her team of helpers, it was as though a hive of furious cleaning worker bees had hit the place. They cleaned for three hours straight. They cleaned things I had never cleaned before. When they were done, I knew right then and there I wanted Elba to come back, again and again and again.

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