We weathered the gap in the window where the occasional wasp comes in, the uncontrollable heat that has left my kitchen window open on even the coldest days in January, and the incident with the scary drunk man in my hallway the Monday before Thanksgiving.
And yes, we even survived the Big Scary Bug Incident of 2007.
But it took a full year for the Cleaning Fairy to gather up enough courage to pop out of her hideaway. When she sprinkled her magical fairy dust over my apartment yesterday, oh did she sprinkle it.
For the first time ever, I walked out of my apartment Monday morning with dishes piled up in the sink, clothes all over the floor, beauty products sprawled out like an obstacle course in front of my full-length mirror....only to return Monday evening to find everything had been picked up. The dishes had been washed. Order had returned to my abode.
Who knew Seth the Southern Charmer moonlighted as the Cleaning Fairy?
I think I've found myself a keeper.
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