Monday mornings I drop Mum at Bingo by 9am and spend the morning cleaning her two bedroom unit. (Cleaner was too much of an imposition). Mum has so many ornaments and dried flower arrangements it takes me about three hours to clean the place if I do the kitchen and bathroom in alternating weeks. More dried flowers this week, grrr. I should leave it until Mum gets the cleaner back, but she left it for six weeks recently and it's taking a lot of getting back on top of it. I just hate the place looking and smelling like neglected old person, but sometimes I wonder who I'm doing it for.