Our student sock sorter temporary cleaner spent three hours here tonight, just folding laundry. Not hanging it, not washing it, not drying it, just folding. It's been a long summer.
We were visited yesterday by a potential new permanent cleaner. To her credit, she did not quite run gibbering from the house, however she did require a lot of reassurance that the house would be in a substantially better state before she starts work (which isn't, thankfully, this week).