The cleaning lady for Cody's work decided she'd had enough cleaning up after 10 somewhat messy men, so she quit about a week and a half ago. Cody told me the hours (about 4-6 per week) and the pay, and I signed up. Sure!! Why not?! It's better than finding a 20-hour-per-week job for half the pay, right? I'd still be getting less money than if I found a part-time job, but this way I only have to work two days per week and I get to make Cody's life a little better. He likes things clean, that Cody.

Anyway, I did it first on Tuesday, which was pretty good. There's a lot of trash, and a lot of tuna fish cans in the kitchen garbage cans (hint: if you're not going to take the trash out very often, you might want to wash those little dudes out; they smell awful!) but other than those things, I think it wasn't too bad. Hooray for letting the work find me!! I know, I am lazy. My mom even found my first job for me at Hale Bakery. Don found me the Post Office. I'm glad I have Young Living to my credit, at least ;), but the truth is, the jobs I stay at the longest have been found by other people.

I'm off to clean out their fridge! Wish me luck that they didn't leave too many tuna fish cans around...