Note to self, dated May 2012. During the two years of “under-employment.”
A year ago I considered getting a cleaning lady.
Today, while on my knees Windexing the water spots on someone else’s marble bathroom floor, I thought to myself, “Who the fuck do they think I am? The cleaning lady?”
Exactly. That’s exactly who I was at that moment. Someone’s cleaning lady.
Moral of the story: Be careful what you wish for. The universe gives you what you ask for, but it rarely looks the way you’d expect.
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