Here I am again, with nothing much to say. The maid came over today and as usual, she was late. People who are habitually late are right up there on my pet peeve list. Anyway, so she comes over, does a shitty job and leaves me to clean up after her. I should tell her what for, but I don’t have the heart because I really think there’s something just a little bit off about her. So I’m looking for someone else because I neither have the time nor the inclination to clean house. Housework makes you ugly, you know. It’s a well known fact, and if I’m not mistaken, it’s even been documented — somewhere.
Tomorrow the DQ goes back to The Biggest Loser for her second interview; the one in front of live cameras. I really hope she makes it, even though if she does, my life will be turned upside down once again. Since she’ll be gone for 5 months, and my son-in-law’s work hours are attrocious, I’ll basically be raising Zee. In fact, he might as well just pack up over there and move in with us because the amount of hours he’ll be with me, well, it just wouldn’t pay for him to even go home. Oi. I think I was destined to take care of children. Everybody’s children.
