Dec 15, 2006 10:15
Today I find myself contemplating hiring a cleaner.
I just can't stand the grossness of our bathroom. I can't be bothered trying to hit up my flatmates AGAIN to get them to clean. I refuse to do all the cleaning myself. That's not my job. This morning I left a mean note full of swears. This is not who I want to be.
So at this point* it's either a cleaner or I find a place to live by myself.
*sleep deprivation is a factor here I must admit
the black plague,
whining,
meanness,
tmi