Written by Jenny From the Blog of THE SUBURBAN JUNGLE
This story ended up in a book of hilarious Mom essays, but it was originally run when I first started blogging, by a major newspaper and their coordinating website, I will not name where.
No, stop asking, ‘cuz I won’t.
Don’t tickle me… stop it.
Ok – the response was a mostly a verbal assault and a judgmental lashing from people who would never spend their hard earned money to have someone else help around the house. Personally, I have no problem spending my husbands hard earned money to have someone do that. (What, you think blogging pays a ton?)
Frankly, I would consider spending my last dollar on it. In fact I would clean someone else’s house to make the money to pay someone to clean my own. I feel I don’t need to apologize for the sanity and extra time I get to play with my kids or the joyful feeling I get from walking into my home- like Julie Andrew’s character feels in the Sound of Music when she’s spinning on the mountain top singing, “The Hills are Alive.”
Oh, you can picture me doing it right?
Cuz I do.
And a flowy 1940‘sesque dress.
Every time I walk in and smell the fresh scent of Lysol “Fresh Scent.”
I thought I would let you all decide if you can relate or if I’m a horrible person – for liking a clean house – for putting this extravagance in my budget – for wearing frocks…
Here goes: [...]