And I remind you that in the case in question I was about to take a bath, and the neighbour WATCHES for me. No risking running out with jar and reluctant spider as I was!
Next time I'll call you, you can show me how. Or better, PG. I don't like killing them either spidersareourfriends spidersareourfriends but getting them out is like herding cats. That cute way they run up their own thread and shoot up your arm ...
Molly, I had one in the bath the other day. I stood there swithering about how to get it out and it gave me a scornful look, reached up and hauled itself out. I fled.
It's still somewhere in the house. I can hear it roaming at night.
And you're in SOUTH AFRICA. Get some lovely local woman to do it for you! The biggest wrench of my life was leaving Dorcas behind, 17 years she waved a wand once a week and turned my hovel into heaven ... oh Dorcas, I miss you so.
Chars here cost a sprightly £8 to £9 an hour, and spend a lot of that time chatting and drinking tea. It's an expensive way to make friends ...
Sometimes the dog loses a precious toy under a piece of furniture and I have to lift it up for her. I've learned to shut my eyes, or that's it, 3 hours of moving things and getting hotter and crosser and dustier.
Twice a year (spring and autumn) is quite enough, in my opinion. I shall have to tell guests in future that there are only two openings on my calendar.
Z, you know exactly as much as you need to know. Research no further, some numpty will be yattering on about cleaning windows so you can see through them, and you'll think that sounds a good idea. DON'T DO IT. It is the thin end of the wedge.
Don't tell me how easy it is to keep a home immaculate with just a few minutes work every day. I will probably delete your comment and send you the curse reserved especially for the smug.
Off to tidy the kitchen. Actually, THAT might be the worst job.
Goes back to Luke's comment above, if the shoe was on the other foot and we were suddenly in that position I guess we'd be demanding human rights too.
Strong feeling is building and I'd hate to be stuck in the hot seat, deciding who goes where or gets what help. Someone will always know better, especially with the benefit of hindsight when the crisis is over.
Who loves housework?
Cat, will you marry me?