So far, the visit from the in-laws has been okay. The girls LOVE playing with Grandpa and Grandma, as long as I am not there. Lovely, right?
Anyway, Back to the subject at hand, Cleaning.
I blow $80 biweekly on a lovely woman from Brazil, who I am positive has a work visa (not) to clean my house. Shit, better not run for public office now that I declared that!
Eliete does a pretty good job. I never get a good chance to pull out the vacuum, dust, mop the floors, clean the toilets, etc. Hell, cleaning the toilets in a house with a crohn’s patient is worth $80 in itself!
But, I digress again. My MIL informed me that my kitchen floor is dirty. No Kidding. The floor is in prime 1970′s colors. Who wouldn’t want the goldenrod and orange look?

The original vinyl had a poor wear layer on it. This stuff was probably laid in the mid-70s. You know, like I had to have sex with Mike Brady to get it installed?
There is NOTHING protecting this sucker. So…The dirt sits in the crevices. Eliete does her best, but unless you SCRUB it on your hands and knees, it ain’t going to look good.
Guess who has cleaned half of the floor this weekend on her hands and knees? My MIL? NO! That would be me! Because I hate hearing how horrible my house is and how yucky the floor is.
We are planning to replace the floor when we redo the kitchen, but not yet. Why waste the time on scrubbing if we will eventually fix it? Sigh….
I sometimes wonder why I bother….
So what does YOUR kitchen floor look like?