Bed Making Machines

I have 24 hours between the Christmas team and the New Years team. And I am all alone to clean and flip the apartment! With everything put away, cleaned, and restocked I finally took a break late in the evening. I found two of the older boys hanging out at the bottom of my steps. The rest of the grandes were watching a movie, but these two have a hard time sitting still for that long. We talked a little and when I told them I had to get back to work, they begged to help me. All that I had left was to make all of the beds. Sometimes the boys really like to help. Sometimes the boys say they are helping when in fact they are just playing. I was tired, so I gave them a little lecture on how they needed to really be serious and do a good job if they were going to work with me in the apartment. I wasn’t willing to babysit them and then have to redo the beds later. They promised, so we headed upstairs. They were machines. They talked and laughed and were bed making marvels. Next time I have to flip the apartment, I know who I am requesting to help me!