When Husband and I were both gainfully employed (and the boys were little and we were busy) we treated ourselves to a maid. Once every two weeks Nancy came and cleaned our house better than we did! She was the most amazing young woman.
It was heaven!
Then she moved.
So we hired another maid.
Her name was Ida.
She would come to the house, pick up a dust rag and proceed to lethargically run said duster over bits and pieces of furniture and a few flat surfaces here and there.
The WHOLE time she never stopped talking.
And for most of the time when she talked she stopped working!
Nancy didn’t have a time limit. She worked until the job was done.
She had a strict time limit whether she was finished or not.
Husband dubbed her ‘Ida Wanna Clean’!
We haven’t had a maid since.
How I miss Nancy (because 'Ida wanna clean' either!)