I mentioned in an earlier post that there's been a dearth of information around here since Eleanor, the Upstairs Maid, got fired.
But this morning I came into work late (don't ask), and the minute I walked in the door Ester (the new Upstairs Maid) said, "I think the Mister and Missus are fighting!"
I felt my breath catch and a slight leap in the chest! Yes!
Our newest staff member has been on the job only seven working days now, and already beginning to report the affairs upstairs! (And without any prompting on my part, I might add.)
She went on to say there were separate bedrooms last night, that the Pink Room had been used (which means the Missus was the one who left the Master Bedroom!) In addition, she reported that breakfast was taken at separate times.
With a big sigh of relief, I immediately alerted everyone else, of course, to be on guard for the day. Ha! I myself will hide in the Butler's Closet.
I knew it wouldn't take too long for Ester to catch on. It just goes with the territory.
Our entire focus is upon taking care of the family, so their concerns become ours, as well.
And tomorrow I'm going to teach Ester how to check the upstairs printer every day for paper jams. But before you open it, of course, you have to move the Missus's daily "To-Do" list, lying on top! Ha!
We're back in business!