One of the downsides of moving was that the woman who cleaned our house in San Francisco doesn’t work in San Jose, so when we first took possession of the house I used a cleaning service I found online, but I wasn’t really pleased with their work–too many smudges left on mirrors and glass and a few corners were missed. Considering the house was devoid of furniture, not a good sign.
After we moved in and were mostly unpacked, I found another service, House Made Hero based in San Jose. A team of two came out and spent 3 hours cleaning up the house. It was quite a mess at that point–debris from the roof work coating the great room, dust tracks from the movers’ shoes throughout the house, and a lot of random dirt that had accumulated over the two months since the first team had been through. I liked the results and have continued to use them.
Things were going great until two weeks ago, when they accidentally left with my bucket. (Oh the horror, I know.) Normally this wouldn’t be a bad thing except it’s the one bucket I always use to clean the birdcages and, as such, it is the one bucket Thy is not afraid of. He likes to try to climb onto it if I leave him unattended (where he will proudly then make water-burbling noises).
After trying to use a couple of other buckets to clean the boys’ space–during which time Thy was more than slightly spastic–I broke down and sent an email to the folks at House Made Hero, and I’m very pleased to note that they located the missing bucket and today brought it back.
Thy was delighted. Here’s a pic of him with his beloved bucket.
