I have a cleaning service that comes in every other week, on Friday. They usually show up between 9 and 10am. I generally work a later shift than most - about 10am to 7pm, but I try to get to work a little earlier on the days they come to clean so we don't get in each others' way.
Last Friday was a cleaning day, and I intended to leave around 8am, but if you remember, I had problems with my car battery so I didn't get to work until almost 9am. The cleaning service hadn't shown up yet, but I figured they'd be there soon. They have a garage door opener to get in and out.
I got a phone call around 4:30pm from their office. The lady said that a new team had been assigned to do my house, and they'd spent two hours driving around and hadn't been able to find it. Lots of questions were flying through my head, but I held my tongue. She asked if it would be okay if they came on Monday instead or would I want them there ASAP? I told her that Monday was fine, and she apologized for the hassle and thanked me for my understanding.
Monday morning, I'm doing my typical morning thing, sitting around the living room in my boxers reading email and drinking coffee. It was about 7:30 and I was thinking I should get my shower so I could clear out before they arrived to clean, when the kitchen light came on. I hadn't even heard the garage door open. There's a little pass-through window between the kitchen and the living room, and I'm sure I gave one of the ladies a chuckle as I hauled my barely-covered butt to the bedroom.
That was the first time they'd ever missed their Friday cleaning, the first time they've ever come before 8am, and the first time they've ever surprised me like that...
Yesterday morning I had a painter come out to give me an estimate for painting the exposed wood on the new patio, plus the front door and garage door. He gave me a good price, so I hired him. The work was scheduled to start the next day (today) at 10am. I told him where I'd leave a key if I had gone to work by the time he got there, and made a mental note to remember to leave the key when I left. It was a few minutes after 9am and I had just gotten out of the shower when the doorbell rang.
I toweled off quickly while the doorbell rang a second time. I answered the door still dripping wet wearing nothing but a bathrobe. "You're early!" was the first thing out of my mouth. I opened the garage door so they could get started while I got dressed.
Do you see a pattern here?
Don't these kind of things happen in threes?
What surprises does this weekend hold?
Have you ever been caught when you weren't decent?
