Good help

I am sure you thinking, she is a housewife, no kids, what is she talking about. Well, being a housewife isnt all about slaving away with the cleaning and laundry and all that. Heck, if that was all I did I would go mad and I would be so tired when my husband got home that all I would do would be to feed him and be off to bed to wake up the next day and do it again.

Actually, when I first moved here I would get so bored that I would clean everyday and actually handwash his clothes (even though I reacted to detergent). It gave me something to do, at the end of the day at least I would have done that. But I would be dog tired and extra depressed when dear hubby got home.

Solution: Get someone to come in and help. I felt so bad about getting someone, I could hear my mother telling me how lazy I was getting someone to come help with cleaning a 2 bed apartment and ironing for 2 people. So I opted to have her come in every 2 weeks. I figured the other week I could hold the fort, just so I could prove to myself that I could do it.

The next problem was finding the right person. I thought I could just go on gumtree to look for a char. My husband didnt want me alone with a strange person while he wasnt home so I couldnt look for a stranger online. A friend recommended someone from church but the lady was not available on my days so she recommended someone else. Risky yes, but at that point I had a room full of bedding and clothes that needed to be ironed. I was desperate.

I got a lovely young lady I got on well with. At the end of 2012 she left for the holidays. Now as you know, holidays are just relaxed days. Hubby and I cleaned the house, but didnt do any ironing. Laundry we did, but just dumped it on the spare bed. I was looking forward to having my friend come in to help me at least with that.

Imagine my shock when I sent her a message and she tells me she is in Joburg and she wont be coming back....... I am still in shock, I guess that is why I am putting it down here. A simple 'goodbye Karabo, I wont be coming back' would have been nice. Now I am back to where I was last year and searching for someone like her. 

Good help is hard to find, especially in a strange land. If I was in Botswana I would ask my mother to help me get someone. Now I have to ask friends and hope they know someone trustworthy and good.