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C-L-E-A-N U-P

When they hear these words “let’s clean up” they seem to disappear as quick as I said those words. Honestly, it’s even worst than having an allergies. They seem to fall on deaf ears when words such us cleaning up comes around.

Until one day they asked me, why in the world why I want our place always clean? Well, honestly Mama Lola Inday taught us never to leave the house if our place ain’t clean yet. Cause you never know who’s going to come knocking at your doors.

True enough we have countless unexpected visitors and what happens? They scramble to clean up the house in a very short notice.

When I wake up each morning before hitting the shower, I always make sure that the bed is neatly fix and proceed to my next agenda.

It has been a struggle of letting them know of how I want our place clean, fix, organize and in tip top shape. But then again if they do not want to let help I could ask hubby to fill me in….

So far so good they have been a big help around the house and where help is needed.

It’s just a matter of making them understand of my agenda and why….

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An ordinary citizen living, laughing, learning and loving life to it's fullest. A mother of two adorable kids. A woman understanding how the world can so nice and yet mean An adventurer of some sort of any sort.. Loves sunrise and sunsets, photography, the beach, being with family and friends, organizing a party, lending a hand, get to know me and you won't let me go or leave your side. Gotta be healthy, be happy and love endlessly. Ciao!

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