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lol @ you guys. I grew up with a maid service and I found it hard because I became uber dependent on the maid service. I mean, it wasn't a once a week thing, she lived in the complex 6 days and got Sundays off to do whatever. She did everything, cooking, cleaning, picking up after ... EVERYTHING.
When I started living alone I did everything myself. I knew instantly where everything was. I knew just how to iron my shirts right. I knew exactly why it took me four weeks of breakfast to fuind out why I hated the new maid that came in.
I don't miss it. 60-80 hour work weeks and I still had time to clean in the nude. Life is fun when your alone.
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