Crisis forces is the recession ... so we try to spend less and less. After having deprived of chocolate, taxis and other trifles to keep that which I call "God bless Florica," I finally decided to part with the gem: one that cleans my house from top to bottom in every corner, even those I did not suspect the existence ... And "God bless Florica" coming Usually on Wednesday we have today, the daughters of the house and I rubbed, scrubbed, drawn, washed, folded, put away, etc. ... I'm talking about girls because boys have vanished, one in the toilet (I know all day long ... it sounds) and one in her room (to rank five and three T-shirt jeans). Apart from the substantial savings to clean oneself, the eldest has discovered that we had a vacuum cleaner and how he got started and the girl, a vocation for cleaning windows and mirrors (and mainly those last because we can look into working and that's pretty awesome!). Usually it fills me enough to clean my house (also in other course) but this afternoon was a good day's crisis. Of course if it is less nickel Florica had done itself but I still had the joy of seeing Margot vacuum between his bed and wall, and the little Hortense bawl me out because it ' the bazaar is so in my office that she did not see how she can clean, "Mom you got five minutes to tidy up!" Tomorrow in crisis! Rattlesnake wintering
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