Having Company

When I heard today that my brother and his wife were coming over I just about had a heart attack. I never feel like my house is nice (enough) or clean enough. I’m thoroughly embarrassed by how messy (and dirty) we live. The thought of them seeing it is totally horrifying.

But the way we live works for us. Yes it drives me crazy when I see dust under the radiators or along the base boards but I’m loathe to do anything about it! And yes, I could have one of the kids do it but they wouldn’t do it thoroughly enough, I would have to nag nag nag them, or they have commitments.

Which lands the job back in my lap.

Which sucks. I hate cleaning!

But I sure like it when it’s done!