I can’t clean: A memoir

I’ve written on this blog before about how I’m not the cleanest person. And I’m beginning to see it’s because I’m not very good at cleaning. Today, when Kit was napping, I saw E (my Friday helper) clean the kitchen, vacuum the floors, do all the dishes, and straighten up the playroom. In that hour,…

I love the dog. I hate the dog.

In addition to Scout, I have two small children and a full time job and a house and a husband and a litany of other responsibilities. Having yet another thing who needs me is tough.