If it’s not one thing, it’s your mother.

I call my mom almost every other day just to check in and make sure all is well in their suburban wonderland.

Tonight just happened to be one of those nights. I came home, made some dinner and watch watching TV while chatting with her. I mentioned that I renewed my lease today and that my apartment people were offering either a carpet cleaning or apartment cleaning as a thank you for staying here for a third year.

She said she hoped I chose the carpet cleaning since I have been here for two years only had my carpets cleaned once. I said no, that I would rather have someone come in and clean my apartment top to bottom. She said I was foolish, that I keep my apartment very clean and that a carpet cleaning would be nice.

I went on to say that my apartment looks clean, but I certainly don’t clean as often as I should. Sure, I wipe the counter tops down and clean the kitchen floor on a regular basis (since my laundry room is off the kitchen and the cat tracks litter on the kitchen floor), but I don’t vacuum or dust all that much. And my mom said I should be vacuuming every week. Ha! I told her that I vacuum every two, maybe three weeks. I mean, it’s only me and Jersey here.

So she went on to tell me that I am a dirty person (not me, I shower once, sometimes twice a day) and I should clean more often.

After I hung up the phone with her I did the following:

Thanks, Mom.



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