Finding Family Link Up

I'm cohosting today's Finding Family Link Up, and happy to share what's going on in our family's life right now!

I have previously shared how I've been finding ways to save money so I can hire a cleaning service. Bryan and I wanted to spend less time doing chores on the weekend, and more time together as a family. Well, now it's time to share how the cleaning service has helped our family time!

The cleaning service came...and...well...it didn't go exactly like I thought it would. 

I hired the janitorial company that cleans our medical office. I know the owner, Mr. T,  well, and trust his company to do an excellent job.

On the day of the first cleaning I was so excited to get home after work. I love the fresh smell of cleaning products, and was excited that I wasn't the one cleaning. When I arrived home, I was pleasantly amazed. I don't think I've seen our house that clean since we moved in! It was wonderful!

Everything was clean. I was in pure bliss...until I walked into my bedroom. When I first entered my room I noticed some of my clothes hanging above my closet door. How weird? Why were my clothes hanging...why were they slightly damp...wait...those were in my hamper that morning. OH MY HOT TAMALES! I suddenly felt like I was having a hot flash and heart palpitations. I looked across my bedroom and gasped when I realized the truth of what I had feared. Mr. T did my laundry. 

When I hired Mr. T we specifically negotiated the cleaning price down to a reasonable amount by eliminating laundry and dish services. My laundry was not to be cleaned that day. 

But there, across my bedroom on my side coffee table were my freshly clean clothes nicely folded. He even folded my most intimate apparel. I wanted to die of embarrassment. Why? Because the night before that first cleaning I started my monthly cycle. Oh yes, and there was evidence in that laundry basket. {insert another hot flash here}

Mortified.

I called Bryan nearly having a panic attack, and my sweet hubby said ever so kindly, "well at least you don't have to do laundry this week". 

Yes, I didn't have to clean or do laundry. After the embarrassment wore off {it took a couple of days} we spent the weekend not doing chores and having fun as a family. 

{In case you were wondering, Mr. T is permanently hired. He did a fantastic job cleaning our house, and an amazing job removing the "evidence" from my laundry. I should ask him what his cleaning secret is but I'm too embarrassed.}