Cleaning

I do a little Airbnb, was away the weekend and supposed to be working in a Glasshouse after coming back . This was changed because of draught , yes draught in Ireland. The Coillte trees are not wanted at the moment as they can't plant them in the heat. I have a friend who cleans. I wasn't as impressed as I thought I would be ... Beds dressed beautifully but with unmatched extra towels-I usually leave out a bath towel per person ,a facecloth,, the same colours on a double bed . I leave an extra in the bathroom and only one hand towel in the bathroom , not one per person. Also dust from windowsills(older house by the sea, a little rust comes off the window hinges when you open them)appeared to have been wiped off onto the beautifully dressed beds. In fairness she made the beds and folded the towels far more neatly than I would. Yet there was bits still left on the carpet and mat in another room, sand on a bench in the hallway , on top of and under the mats and loads of sand plus dust in the diningroom. And nowhere was mopped. I admit I don't clean the windows each time and have missed dusty spots but thats on me.I did it I get the bad review. But when you pay someone who does it for quite a few people  and shortcuts have clearly been taken its a pain. I din't have people coming until later on that week so it worked out . If had just taken her word that it was done my guests would have given me a terrible rating for cleanliness and I couldn't argue with them about it . Yet my cleaner could have blamed them . I would have been stuck in the middle trying to placate guests and not alinate my friend. I've left money for her but must get my key back as she didn't leave it in where she works like I asked. I was annoyed too as I'd arranged ages ago for her to clean and I got text saying she hadn't heard from me did I still want her to do it. I reconfirmed what I though had been arranged , sent a text the next morning with some info on the house and she still rang me in the evening about rubbish-she has seen me dump it where she works. Told me oh you sent me a text but I didn't have my glasses. And she left a fork in the draining bord because she couldn't be bothered looking to see where they were. Admittedly its in jugs and containers on the worktop not a drawer.And I pissed off another friend by freezing and not actually doing anything to help her on a long drive home. She was angry with me but I think this actually changed by the time she got home. I felt oddly famillar , certain people would have no problem taking their mood out on me and my friend has a similar notion. I think I automatically tuned out the things I didn't want to hear. A form of self preservation if you feel you will be stranded or can't survive without them.A fear of being banished. An awful form of punishment , to be cast out in primative society meant certain death.Not exactly death now but social suicide. Still alonely fate.
And now that I've wrote I feel a little guilty re the cleaner. I didn't actually tell her about the door being unlocked for her to get in. She did ask was I coming back that evening, not sure why. Maybe she had intended coming again to finish off ( I don't think so though). Or maybe she got a phonecall and forgot about doing the floors or overscheduled herself or maybe she couldn;t see without her glasses. And my other friend was good enough to drive me long distances, book my hotel room, book dinner for me and get to our childrens football matches. She did everything,was understanably tired and I know I could have tried to do better. I think she would have kicked me out of the passenger seat after a bit as I wouldn't be driving on enough for her. She;s go, go, go and full of energy has to be talking and moving all the time. I love staring of into space and not talking for a bit to re energise. I could entertain myself for some  with my own thoughts.