Archer's Chateau

[androgynos]

Archer glanced around the room of his new home. It came furnished, but the color scheme was..well, there was none to speak of and the furniture.. hideous!! He patted the sofa and a cloud of dust billowed up causing him to sneeze. Dust! My allergies will go haywire! It all goes. "Move my antiques and stored furniture in and I may be able to live here." "Hmm, first order of business: moving truck..a couple of ambitious privates to do the work for me, a maid service...ugh the list goes on. My head hurts"

Rubbing his temples, he goes to the bedroom and finds a bed already made up. Absolutely not. I require fresh linens daily. He goes into the bathroom and does his evening routine, then, after finding clean sheets in his boxes, he makes the bed and goes to sleep....

[androgynos]

Frank Archer woke up and shuffled to the kitchen. What a mess. He gets his tea boiling pot and tea to start the day. He sits down on the disgusting dusty sofa, after putting a clean sheet over it and begins to make a list of the things he'd need to do today.

He picks up the phone and dials Central Maid Service and orders maid service. "Yes, I require someone to change my linens daily, hang my blankets on a clothesline to air them out daily, dusting daily. Four days a week I want someone to come in and do my dishes and cut up fresh vegetables for my meals and to prepare cuts of meat and store them in airtight containers and freeze them. I require my bathroom to be cleaned every monday, wednesday and friday. I need laundry and dry cleaning twice weekly and shopping once a week on saturday." After making arrangements for payments etc, he hangs up.

His last maid had proved to be quite satisfacory and wondered if the new maid would prove to be adequate. 'One can only hope' he thought to himself.

He took a shower, shaved and put on a fresh uniform and prepared to leave for his office, hoping sheska had had the presence of mind to finish her paperwork and prepare his tea.