This morning the cleaner came. I had exactly ten minutes before I would hear her put the key in the lock. Like crazy, I ran through the house. Sweeping my daughter's toys (she particularly enjoys stacking all her toys on top of each other, which results in a construction of 1 by 1. Meter, that is.) into the box, breakfast stuff to the kitchen, dishwasher on, cloth over the table and I was ready for her arrival. Read more