Wash room woman

I can not get used to some of the ways of the Indian culture. Along with Krishna, there is a lovely, quiet lady who comes in - every day - around 11:00 AM  to clean the bathrooms! That is all she does. Once again, with the apartment, comes this wash room lady. We can't fire her. She would be offended if I tell her not to come in, and her boss would believe I felt she does not clean like I would like. So He might fire her!

 Anyone who knows me knows I have my own way of cleaning the bathroom; and she doesn't clean the bathroom like I do. After all, I grew up with Finnish ideas of cleanliness, (which includes having a special old tooth brush for the bath room.) Needless to say, I confess, I too clean these bathrooms...my way.

Along that line, it is becoming a challenge for our little guy not to protest cleaning the bathroom after he takes his sorta, "pail" shower, because the "little lady" comes in each morning to do it. I just told him that is one of her jobs, but that we clean up after our own mess.

Now if only Krishna would allow our son to help him maike his bed -so far he stands firm, and though smiling the all the while, lets it be known that it is His job to do so . (So I "accidently" spilled some of our little guys toys on the floor and had him clean them up while Krishna made his bed.)