Confessions of an Undomestic Goddess
I hate cleaning. With a passion. I know I'm not alone in this — anyone who loves cleaning is immediately suspect (and potentially unstable) in my book.And yet, I love coming home to a clean house, showering in a squeaky clean tub, snuggling into sheets still warm from the dryer, and feeling like "my home is my castle" — what's to do?
- 1. Become fabulously wealthy and hire full-time staff.
- 2. Acquire house-elf to run project "Home-->Castle."
- 3. Get off lazy bottom and "Just Do It."
Option 1 seems by far the best. Must work on the 'fabulously wealthy' part post haste.
Option 2 would not be too bad either — although I've already recounted what happened with my gnome. The word is also that fairyfolk are currently in high demand, so finding a house-elf for hire may prove difficult.
Alas, at least for today, I am left with no option but to get off my lazy bum and clean. Oh well, I can pretend I'm Cinderella and that "Someday my Prince Will Come" — in which case, revisit option 1.
posted by Anniina | 3:20 PM
3 Comments:
Don't let Hermonie Granger or SPEW catch wind of your second option. You'd find yourself on the recieving end of a very nasty protest.
Good lord you'd think I'd know the i before e rule by now.
Or at the very least I'd proofread.
Hah! I *TOTALLY* thought about Hermione, too - but I did mean hiring a house-elf, rather than indentured servitude. I support a house-elf's right to liberty and pursuit of happiness, as well as to earn a living :)
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