Don't Call Me Oliva.

I have a housekeeper. I also have a seamstress. And I used to have a gardener.

I had to go get Oliva, my housekeeper's name, all of her requested supplies as I had let them almost all run down.

So this is what $110 worth of house cleaning supplies looks like!

Three different people in the grocery store commented on my voluminous cleaning supplies. And I still have to go get hardwood floor cleaner and a new swiffer wetjet mop as she broke my previous one! Though she did try to repair it with duct tape to finish her work last visit.

At least I got to leave the store with a bunch of ladies thinking to themselves, "Dang, that guy is really into cleaning. Why doesn't my man do that? I'm gonna go home and tell him he needs to do more!"

Just don't call me Oliva.