People, they even cleaned out the fridge. I used to be pretty good about not letting any science experiments develop in there, but it totally went wild in the last... I dunno, year? Three months? I'm not keeping track, I just know it got nasty. I was very purposefully avoiding it. They just went at it and solved the problem. I can see through the glass shelves now.
I really shouldn't be admitting this awful slovenliness of mine on the internet but I just want you to know how monumental it was for them to do this for me.
Apparently there wasn't even a huge amount of complaining, considering the task.
I didn't want anything else to clutter up my house; no jewelry, clothes or make up. Nothing like that. They could have taken me to the bookstore or the tack shop because I'm always in NEED of more books and horse things. BUT we're really broke these days. I couldn't deal with the guilt.
Cleaning the place up cost them nothing but time and effort, but it gave me so much.
On Mother's day, we ate at a restaurant (who wants to cook on Mother's day?) and we pulled weeds. I like pulling weeds. It was a good day.