busy bees

This week has been pretty manic with a whirlwhind of deadlines and a slew of fires to put out (bad Fire, down boy!)
We've both been wiped trying to juggle all these projects AND get the new office in order AND prepare for my handover. On the upside, I guess this will be good practice for when the baby comes - I imagine being sleep deprived and exhausted most of the time.

To ease my load post-delivery, we've decided to have a cleaner come in once a week and we had them over at the flat today to chat about the schedule and the cost. I confess, we actually tidied up the place before they came over. The irony was not lost on us.

When I say "them" it's actually the cleaner that we were recommended, Susan, and her mother. Susan's too busy and she's getting her mother to take over her new jobs. Yup, Andy & I only found that out today when both of them turned up at our doorstep.
Kudos for outsourcing your mother, but the catch is that Susan's mom looks older than my mother. She's this little old lady that smiles a lot, but hopefully she wields a mop as nastily as Uma and her sword.

*sigh* I just might land up cleaning up the flat before she comes over because of the guilt of getting a little old lady to do housework.

Hey, maybe that's their insidious plan: Outsource the mom, prey on people's guilt to clean FIRST, and then get paid for some cursory dusting. That would be such a great scam (headline: Mother and daughter cleaning scam busted by expectant mother!)