My parents arrive in town later this week and, of course, that means we've abandoned our normal slatternly lifestyle and have engaged in the sort of careful cleaning required when one's mother comes to town. Dust bunnies everywhere have been vanquished. The playroom is looking remarkably civil. The wood floors are brightly shining.
Cleaning the light fixtures in my kitchen requires someone to climb on the counter to get the job done. I knew just who to call for that sort of job.