My kingdom

I now have a staff.  Sounds funny- I know.  But I am thinking about it and I have a staff.
I have a maid (Hunny-Bunny says they are Housekeepers - whatever).  I have a gardener and I have a pet-walker.

I laugh to myself about this because I always thought..."I am woman hear me roar!" I could do my own damn laundry , mulch my own yard and feed and walk my own dog.

But - I have decided that I don't want to.  I want to come home and chill out.  On the weekends I want to do fun stuff and I am tired yelling about the condition of the house and yard. So I hired so people who take care of it for me.

Now - being the boss of these people has it's downside.  I have now gotten very picky.  More picky than I ever would have asked from myself. 

I will give you an example.  The maid was almost brought to tears working on my house the first time but she did a fine job.  But now I have come to expect excellence.  Why?  Because I am paying her.  She cleaned my fridge yesterday and it sparkles.  She didnt dust the top.  I find myself shaking my head and saying "Tsk, tsk, tsk".  I have a gardener - she has made my yard a thing of spectacular beauty. I have flowers everywhere and I love it. But God forbid she doesnt get that weed that I have been eyeing all week.  You mean "I" have to bend over and pull it?!?

The dog walker - she's ok for now except for that alarm fiasco - plus isnt perfuming the dog after a walk an option? 

These people are not making a fortune from me by any means.  They are working for well below minimum wage for what they do and doing the dirty work I have given them.  But - somehow they all show up week after week and take pride in thier work. 

My shirts are folded perfectly.  Like they were ironed one by one.  You should see my linen closet - I kept opening the door over and over in amazement.  Yep - still pretty.  Everyday I drive up and its like Christmas.  What did my staff do for me today?!?!?

I love my staff.  I need to relax and I need to pull that weed!