Give the Gift of a Clean, Green Christmas!


You might feel it’s a little early to begin planning meals and get-togethers for Christmas or Hanukkah, what with the turkey and cranberry sauce still taking up fridge space from Thanksgiving, but don’t get too complacent! The winter holidays will be here before you know it.

There will be tons of preparations to attend to, and we all know that December doesn’t care if you still have a job to go to and normal, everyday errands to perform, and biological necessities to take care of, like sleeping. December expects you to pack three months worth of stuff into the first three weeks of the month. Then, after barely one or two days of rest and quality time with the family, December expects you to spend the fourth week of the month cleaning, just to return your home to some semblance of normalcy.

But at least you can give your special someone a bit of relief from the stress and overwhelm of the holiday season with a gift certificate to Green Home Cleaning. Let them warm up by the fire and put their feet up! We’ll take care of sprucing up the house before relatives start pouring in, or giving it a good clean-up afterwards. We’ll make their home sparkle with our green, sustainable cleaning solutions, all without them (or you) lifting a finger.

You’ll be giving the gift that everyone needs—MORE TIME. And you’ll be giving yourself the same gift, because you won’t have to go out driving on icy roads, fight through the crowds at the mall, or stand in a long line to get your gift. All you have to do is give us a call at 828.505.7320 or send us a quick message {LINK}, and we’ll get you all set up. You can even get several names crossed off your list with a single call or email. That’ll free up some time to meet December’s never-ending list of demands, and just maybe, you’ll be able to sneak in a few hours of holiday cheer.

We wish all of our clients and friends a Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Joyous Yule, and a clean, green, wonderful holiday season!




Christmas as a Kid Versus Christmas as an Adult

The Joy of Christmas Morning


As a child, you woke up on Christmas morning with an unmatched feeling of anticipation. Christmas was the highlight of your year. You jumped out of bed at 5 a.m. and rushed to the living room to see what new riches awaited you under the tree. You knew you weren't supposed to start opening presents until Mom and Dad were up, so you went to their bedroom and leapt on top of their sleeping bodies until they got up. (You were blissfully unaware of the fact that they'd stayed up until 2 in the morning on Santa Duty.) You tried to wait patiently while Dad made coffee and Mom made sure there was a roll of film in the camera, but your heart was pounding with holiday adrenaline. Finally, when both parents had appeared in the living room in their bathrobes and with bags under their eyes, you tore into the beautifully wrapped presents. Fifteen minutes later, it was done. You took your new bike outside or set up your new game console and spent the rest of the day in happy play, never noticing the noise of the vacuum or the flurry of activity in the kitchen as your parents prepared for the dinner guests.

Now, as an adult, chances are you're the one being dragged out of bed on Christmas morning with only three hours of sleep under your belt. You've spent the last month trying to find the perfect gifts for your kids, and then another several hours wrapping them on Christmas Eve, and now you get to watch the joy on your kids' faces as they destroy the living room in record time. You're the one who gets to spend the rest of Christmas morning picking up gift wrap, basting turkey, and cleaning the kitchen in preparation for the stream of relatives who will soon be arriving. If everything's going smoothly, you might get a chance to watch your kids play with their new gifts for five minutes. Enjoy it while it lasts, because by tomorrow afternoon, they'll be complaining of boredom.

Holiday Snacking


When you were a kid, the holiday season was a month long cookie and candy fest, punctuated by pie. Your stomach was a bottomless pit for gingerbread and candy canes, and you had no problem filling the leftover space with turkey and gravy and mashed potatoes and stuffing.

Now, you're an adult. It's Christmas Eve and you're at a party. You have eaten one small plate of hors d'oeuvres and the tiniest possible sliver of pumpkin pie, and you were just about to participate in the champagne toast, when all of a sudden the heartburn waylays you. Uggh. And you feel bloated. When you catch a glimpse of yourself in the hall mirror, you realize that you look bloated, too. Blast it all! Why is it that every holiday season, the very air around you fills up with tasty, delicious, fatty, indigestion causing, DELICIOUS edible treats? It takes you until October to work off the extra holiday pounds, just in time for another holiday season to begin.

Dreaming of a White Christmas


As a kid, Christmas was already the second most special day of the year, ranked just slightly below your birthday but safely above Halloween and the first day of summer vacation. But there was one thing that could make Christmas even more special, and that was if it snowed. Not just a flurry or a dusting, but a good, intense, overnight snow dump. If you woke up on Christmas morning and there was a foot or more of snow on the ground, it was like having Christmas and your birthday rolled into one. Think of all the hills you could sled! The snow forts you could build with your friends! The snow balls you could hurl at your younger siblings! Holiday snow is the stuff childhood memories are made of.

Now that you're all grown up, snow is still a pretty sight to see, but a white Christmas probably brings up more feelings of stress than opportunities for fun. Take some pictures of that pristine, picturesque snowfall, because by the end of the day it's going to be a maze of muddy footprints, and most of the actual snow will have been transferred inside your house, melted, and formed a small pond in your hallway. But that's not all! Tomorrow, you get to shovel it! And hopefully the road crews have done their job so that when you return to work in two days, you won't end up with your car in a snowy Christmas ditch on the side of the road.

The Perfect Holiday Gift for Mom


One of the truly magical things about being a kid is that you can give people any kind of gift at all, and they will love it, treasure it forever, praise you for it, and possibly frame it. When you were a kid, you could make Mom a picture out of dried food items glued to a piece of paper, and tears of joy would appear at the corner of her eye. And you know what? YOUR MOM STILL HAS THAT MACARONI PICTURE, tucked away in a drawer somewhere along with your first report card and a pair of your baby socks.

If you're a mom now, you're familiar with the tender, loving feelings that arise when your little ones give you homemade gifts. And you're also completely aware of the paradoxical fact that no adult in your life, be they your husband, your sister, or your best friend, can get away with giving you a macaroni picture for Christmas. It's a lot harder to give thoughtful gifts as a grown up. There's a lot more room for error. But there's at least one gift for the moms in your life that you can't go wrong with--it has MAGICAL MACARONI ART powers. And that's a gift certificate from Green Home Cleaning. She deserves it, after all that cleaning, shopping, cooking, snow shoveling, and mysterious holiday weight gain she's put up with over the past two months.

You can snap up a holiday gift certificate for the mom of your choice by dropping us a line, or by calling us at 828.505.7320. (And if you are the mom of your choice, feel free to share this blog post with your husband/sister/best friend.)

A Busy Mom's Letter to Santa

Hey Santa! Blow some of that Christmas magic over here!

Hey Santa! Blow some of that Christmas magic over here!

Dear Santa,

I hope things are going well for you and Mrs. Claus and the elves. I hear the North Pole is experiencing a more-or-less permanent warm spell these days. Hope you’re enjoying the nice weather. Have you had a chance to go swimming?

I have been a very good girl this year. In the midst of work deadlines, colds and flus, budgetary constraints, and the odd family emergency, I’ve managed to keep the kids well fed and get them to school on time most days. Not to mention soccer practice, dance lessons, slumber parties, summer camps, scout meetings, bake sales, school plays, and parent-teacher meetings. I’ve kissed all the boo-boos, cleaned up all the spills, and I believe I’ve read more than the requisite number of bedtime stories. It would really help if I could get an eighth day in my week. Do you think you could swing that? We could call it “Santaday”.

I can’t say my me-time hasn’t suffered this year. I can’t remember the last time I took a bubble bath, or read an entire novel in less than three months’ time. And date-nights with Mark, which we instituted as part of our New Years’ resolutions, lasted only through the third week of January. But I am grateful for my family and happy (for the most part) with my career. If it’s not too much to ask, I’d be thrilled if you could somehow arrange to let Bob in marketing leave the firm. He is such a boor. He shoots down all of my ideas and never allots my department the funding we need to complete our projects. Plus he smells like sardines. His departure from the company doesn’t have to be due to anything horrible. Maybe you could just let him find a better position with another firm. Far, far away. Are there any openings in marketing at the North Pole?

I have been nice, for the most part. I was very gracious to my mother-in-law when she spent her entire visit in July criticizing my cleaning and cooking skills. I tried so hard to refrain from yelling all those times Becky dragged all of her toys out into the living room and refused to clean them up. Oh, and when Greg’s teacher called me to say that Greg had not done any of his homework in two weeks, I feel I handled the situation firmly, but lovingly. I might have slipped up a little in October when Mr. Johnson from next door backed into our mailbox FOR THE FIFTH TIME.

You know, it’d be a lot easier to be nice throughout the year if I had a little bit of time to relax. If that Santaday thing proves too difficult, I’d gladly settle for a self-cleaning house. Or a gift certificate to Green Home Cleaning. I heard they are very professional and detail-oriented cleaners, AND they use environmentally friendly cleaning products, so we can both feel good about our decision. What do you say, big guy?


A Busy Mom

P.S. To get a Green Home Cleaning gift certificate, all you have to do is call 828.505.7320 or send them an email. I don't know what kind of international calling plans you have up there in the North Pole. I'd probably go with email.