Making A Friend Clean Your Home - Not A Very Bright Idea

I've never been such a  tidy  person.I'm honest about it and I absolutely admit it. I actually except the person I am. Not that I'm proud of it but that's what I am. However, don't assume that my home is a mess. At least,earning enough has its benefits (like being able to afford a house maid). She is the one person who puts things in order. Basically, maintains my home in a good condition.

Anyway, I want to tell you about my visit at a close friend's place. We hadn't seen each other in quite a while. So I decided to catch up with her for a couple of days. At first she was happy to see me, so was I. We were thrilled in the beginning but after some time spent together, things weren't so pleasant as I though they would be. Apparently I had to help with the cleaning. My friend considered leaving a guest to do housework as something normal. Can you believe that? She took off with the kids and literally ordered me to clean the house. Sure I had made a bit of a mess. It wasn't just me,though. Most of the damage was there before I even arrived. Despite the fact that I didn't find it quite fair, I couldn't say no,right? I didn't want to be rude(after all,I was just a guest under this roof). Since I don't have much experience in this area,I though I could at least simulate tidying up. Did you think I was really going to do what she said? I hope not.And even if I wanted to do the job properly,I simply couldn't and I still can't.

I gave a lot of thought to the whole process. I started by gathering all the cleaning supplies. Of course, it took me some time to find them (wandering around the house, mostly). When I finally took them out of the cabinet,it was perfect timing because my friend just came back.She actually bought it. Thought I had already began without her. Naturally, none of the chemicals were familiar to me, so I just left them there,as if I was about to use them. Then I instantly hid from her. If she couldn't see me,she would know nothing. That's why I escaped her by constantly being in another room.I ended up in the living room, sticking piles of clothes under the couch. How should I know where to put them!While I was there I also picked up a few papers from the floor. I was trying to be as slow as possible. And let's not forget, it was a must to do a bad job at it in order to make her understand that she can't make people clean. When I got my next orders to take care of the kitchen, I took the vacuum cleaner with me. To be more convincing, I moved a few chairs and put some plates in the sink. Then she finally marched in and told me it was all over.

In the end ,she didn't say anything but I think she got the message loud and clear.