Continuing with the laundry story, it took M most of today to iron the laundry, something I would never have dreamed of doing but that Peruvians consider part of being a presentable normal person. They would never wear an unironed T-shirt, so we're trying our best to suck it up and wear all of ours ironed, too. Today I caught her ironing my dishtowels. Wow.
Anyway, besides 8 hours of laundry, M has been running around the house finding anything and everything she can clean and fix, preparing food for me to then cook with (I feel like I live on a cooking show), washing all the dishes, and doing anything else she can think of. I am so impressed by her work ethic, her attitude, and her smile. What a blessing she has been to me this week. I can hardly describe what a burden has been lifted and how happy I am to be doing the work I came here to do (now that I have the time!).
Tomorrow I hope to ask her if she can start full time next week (deep sigh of joy and relief).