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Spring is Sprunging – Sort of

Published May 7, 2017 by mindfulofchatter

Op-Spring-Cleaning

 

It is May. Time for spring to leap forth and the weather to warm up. At least on the west coast. The Mid West may have to wait a bit longer. My days of living in Minnesota taught me that snow in June was not an unreasonable thing to expect. Yeah, it was still unreasonable to freeze at night in JUNE. But let’s move forward.

My little corner of the world is still quite damp and chilly. Today was a sunny day, but the winds were coming off the ocean and they were cold. I think we have a little way to go before the weather is truly warm.

But today was good day to re-think my small space and DO something about what I perceive to be a mess.

Because this place is so small (and crappily built), I had several items of clothing in plastic tubs. This does not work for me. I began yesterday with the closet. ALL the skirts (and there are a lot of them) came out. Each one was appraised for size and frequency of wear. The same treatment was given to the jackets and the tops. The pile of things to leave got steadily larger. I had bought a set of sheets. I dislike the feel of them (they are microfiber and feel slimy, even after washing – ew), so they joined the discard pile. I cut down on shoes (again), keeping only the ones I actually wear often. Dresser drawers were pulled open, emptied, sorted and re-loaded.

Then I had to make it all fit without using the plastic tubs. With a huge pile of things to go away, this was easier. I re-arranged my dresser drawers to fit more things in the drawers (AND in a neater fashion than before). When I was finished, all my skirts, jackets, and summer tops were hanging up. My shoe rack had shrunken to fit in the closet (before this, it has been quite tall and outside of the closet), and the shoes I had left fit on the rack. The one remaining plastic tub now holds the extra hangers, and other odd and ends I rarely need, but want to keep. It is tucked under the short tops in closet.

The rest of my little room wasn’t spared. The blue end table I’ve had for the past 5 years was cleared off and given to a friend who needed it. Other odds and ends were sorted through and a box was set up for donations. Furniture was moved to new locations.  The carpet was vacuumed within an inch of its life.

I began sorting through family photographs and keepsakes. I am dividing them between my kids, and those will be mailed off over the next few weeks. It is time for them to have those things. It is time for me to let them move on.

I have a crap ton of stuff stored under my bed (limited space meant pressing the under-bed space into service). That is also on the chopping block. I haven’t gotten to all of it yet, but I will. Some of it will stay, but a lot of it will go. I just don’t ‘need’ all that stuff any longer.

Some the stuff went to a local thrift store, but all of my clothing went to a women’s shelter. I always try to give my clothing to a shelter. My roommate was going right by the drop point and generously took all those bags for me. I hope they help someone begin anew.

I am not finished. There is a lot to sort through. But I have a good beginning and I am happy with how things are going so far. There is something satisfying about putting your space in order and making it better. I suppose because I can’t do what I’d like to do, this better than doing nothing at all and being miserable.

Overall, today was a good day.

I Need An ‘Older Person’ Job.

Published April 12, 2017 by mindfulofchatter

All is sort of well in my world. I found a job, hated it, so I found another job. The new job pays more with more hours. To top it off, I got a $1.00 an hour raise after a week on. I thought it was because I was awesome. But it turns out they are raising the hiring wage, and decided I ought to be at that rather the old rate. I guess I’m no so awesome after all. Damn it.

I am back to working as a hotel housekeeper. But this particular hotel was built to be condominiums. This means ALL the rooms have full on bedrooms, full bathrooms and full kitchens. This not some run-of-the-mill hotel room. This requires more work per room, and my body isn’t having any of it.

We usually work in teams, and that helps. I love my teammate, but they aren’t letting us stay as a team. She is officially the new housekeeper trainer. This means I am getting dumped to work on my own or with one of the other housekeepers. I don’t really care for the males, and the other females are Hispanic and speak little to no English. The language barrier would make working with them impossible for me since my Spanish is pretty much over after ‘hola’ and ‘buenos diaz’ (unless you count the song about beating chocolate I remember from high school Spanish class, though I can’t see that as being relevant in housekeeping).

My very first day was a 10 hour day. I still find that to be a ridiculous first day in a housekeeping situation. My second day was close to that. My teammate and I had 28 rooms condos that included 11 checks outs, 7 of which were two bedroom rooms condos. That is an exhausting amount of work, even for two people.

This place keeps wondering why they can’t keep housekeepers. Hmmmm…let me mull that over a bit…

For those you are not familiar with how hotel housekeeping works, ALL the rooms (including those with people staying more than one night – called stay overs) are supposed to be finished by check in time. Check in times varied hotel to hotel, but you can see how this puts pressure on the people who actually do the cleaning.

We also have what is called metric time. This the amount of time we are given to completely clean a room. This includes cleaning the bathroom(s), changing the bed(s), re-stocking linens and soaps, cleaning the kitchen, removing all the trash and cleaning the floors. Every check out is completely cleaned. The sinks and tubs are scrubbed, all the counter tops are cleaned, carpet vacuumed, hard floors swept and moped – in short, the works. And all done within a certain amount of time no matter how dirty we find the room.

Stay overs have a shorter metric time, but still certain things are done. This depends on what the guest wants. If the guest is not in the room, they get beds made, bathrooms cleaned, fresh towels (if the towels are on the floor), dishes put away out of the dishwasher (remember, these are condos), dirty dishes loaded and the washer started, floors swept and carpets vacuumed. We also re-stock soaps, coffee and the like. Some guests want the beds made fresh every day. Because they make their own damn bed at home fresh every day, don’t they. Whoops. Uh, snark alert?

This is why I have written before about those guests who are pigs and leave huge messes. It makes our day longer and tougher. We don’t need your mess to have a job. We get paid for cleaning your room, even if you are heavenly and leave it neat. But the big messes put us behind and make us work a lot harder than we already do. Oh, and tips are always highly appreciated.

Which brings me back to my complaining body.

I hurt. My feet hurt (yes, I have compression socks and proper work shoes). I am exhausted most days. My body simply isn’t catching on to the workload. Instead it is demanding sleep and hurting. I slept a total of 18 hours my last day off – not good. I am grumpy and tired. This time around, my body is just saying – NO! Or perhaps it is more along the lines of ‘What in the hell do you think you are doing?!?’.

So I will stay on until I find something else, or my body gives out. I’m not a money hound, so I can stand a cut in pay.

I know I need something more suited to a slightly chubby 58-year-old.