My lovely Dominican house keeper, has had a break down, not nervous, but physical. It couldn't have happen to a less deserving person, she was the back bone of her family (and mine I am learning) and she was a really lovely woman. Now I am in the slow, heavy-hearted process of finding a new one, but until then the task of sorting out my house has fallen to me, not a problem really until I was standing in the washing section of my local grocery store, when I realized that this was taking a rather longer time that was necessary. Then it hit me, I couldn't tell the difference between what what was laundry detergent, and fabric softener. And the mixes and scents were amazing. Apparently it has been a while since I bought this stuff( she keep the house stocked with LD as well) I remember it coming in one scent, with and without oxygen bleach! Then I went on to the cleaning supplies section, again the selection was over whelming, and baffling too. I didn't realize she used so many different products to clean stuff!
Ok armed with the several kilos of products I attacked the house, I was still at it at 7in the evening, I started at 11 in the morning, thinking it would be a couple of hours!! After finally finishing and falling exhausted into a chair, I started to wonder how the hell this woman cleaned my entire house did laundry, ironed, folded, put away, dusted, mopped, polished, changed lined, cleaned stove, did windows, and my daughter's toxic waste dump of a room, in 4 1/2 to 5 hours!!! Simply amazing! I have a
whole new appreciation for ladies doing domestic work.
But this whole situation made me realize how out of touch I had gotten, sometimes this work can become all consuming, especially when working at the back breaking rate I can drive myself at. We often forget to stop and smell the flowers and take a breath once and a while. We are only human after all.