A few weeks ago a kind friend shared the name of a window-cleaning company she recommended. This fact alone would not be remarkable, but for the fact that the information was totally unsolicited by me. The conversation went like this:
Me: Hey, lady! How's it going?
Her: Great! Been super busy...Listen, wanted to share with you the name of a window-cleaning company I just used. They cleaned the windows inside and out and did a Super Job.
Me: Er, thanks...I would love their number!
Then I ran home to check my windows.
I think she meant it innocently, but I started to wonder if my friend hadn't been staging an intervention.
She was right to be concerned: my windows were filthy.
Before:
Martha says you should clean your windows every Spring, so today was the day. I hired someone to climb a 30 foot ladder to clean the outside (Mommy is afraid of heights!), but I cleaned the inside myself.
After:
Martha devotes five whole pages to the window cleaning process, but I will devote only five words: peer pressure isn't all bad.
In fact, now that I am on the window-cleaning wagon, I think there is something we need to talk about....it's about your windows...
:horrors: will not invite EB to the 'burbs.
ReplyDeleteWe just had our windows cleaned too! I did not, however, tackle the inside myself. Kudos to you, Martha.
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