07 Apr 2026 Talk thirty to me

It’s Maid Brigade’s 30th anniversary.

Yep, we opened in 1996, when the Macarena was everywhere, Friends was “Must See TV,” and if you wanted a movie, you drove to Blockbuster and hoped the tape wasn’t rewound wrong.

There was no GPS. No on-our-way texts. Our teams were getting around (and often lost) thanks to Hagstrom maps. And the general consensus was that the best cleaning products were the ones that smelled the most aggressively chemical-y.

We’ve come a long way!

Thirty years also means tens of thousands of homes, hundreds of employees, quite a few cars, and enough safe cleaning products to clean every bathroom in our service area twice over. At least!

Some of those employees have been with us for decades. Many customers have too. That part never gets old.

So this year we are making the most of our celebration.

Westchester County gave us a proclamation (Click here to see me in my tiara!); I taped a segment at the iHeartRadio studio; and tomorrow, April 8, is the actual anniversary of our incorporation — I told you we’re squeezing every bit out of this! — and it’ll be Maid Brigade Day with a sign at the County Center officially marking the occasion.

We also have some cheeky thirty/dirty wordplay in the works for social media. Thirty Little Secrets. Thirty Talk. Down and Thirty. We are clearly entertaining ourselves over here. If you’ve got one, hit reply and send it our way. I’d love to hear it.

But I just have to say … 30 years is really something. It deserves to be celebrated. At the same time, it doesn’t feel like a finish line. It feels like a marker. A moment to look around and say, look what we built, and then get back to work making it even better.

Thirty years in, and we’re just warming up.

Cheerfully,