A Whole New Meaning to Hosing It Down

We just spent well over 6 hours cleaning the house we've rented in a way I would never have imagined. One of our moms, Annabelle, and two of our tweens, Sindy and Zuany, joined Maria Elena, Amanda, and I as we literally hosed down the house. A hose was brought in and connected to the kitchen faucet. Powdered soap was then sprinkled on the side of a broom. We took turns hosing down the walls as others scrubbed the walls and the water was literally swept out the door. When they clean here, they clean. There's not an inch of that house that hasn't been scrubbed, rinsed, bleached, and aired out. We also were able to hire a local man to repair fence posts for the yard and all the window screens. Tomorrow we expect a big delivery from the hardware store in Trinidad with materials to repair the cement walls, sand doors, and generally prepare for painting when the group arrives. Our bodies are exhausted but our hearts are full! Good night all. It's faces like this that make it all worth it!