I'm at a place in my life where I have the resources to hire a maid. I worked hard to put my husband through school. I've had three children, and I spend all.day.looooong. with them. I work hard. And I shouldn't feel bad about hiring someone to help out around the house. But I do. I feel like an elitist. I fear I'm becoming the very person I abhor. Do I really have more money than brains?
I can't complain about this to most folks about this. "Oh...poor thing. You have more money than you know what to do with. Money to hire babysitters and a maid and someone to wash the dogs. Your life must be so hard."
I don't want to be that person, but I really love walking into a clean house.
(Also, I simply can't call her "my maid". She doesn't belong to me.)
Six years of law school and this is the best we could do:
All whines become the property of Secret Spineless Whine for Amy & Marinka to use and/or reproduce for any purpose. Like a book. Or anything else that pops into their sick little minds. Didn't your father warn you to read the fine print first?