Friday, October 17, 2008

Incoming...

Let's take a moment to review the amount of housework that has taken place over the last few weeks. We've ripped out the family room carpet and put in laminate, planted flowers and a tree, painted clouds on Will's walls, plowed through the "file pile" on my desk that was taller than Will (and we all know that is pretty darn tall), cleaned out all the closets, organized the dressers of all the kids, and replaced lightbulbs that have been out since we bought this house. For the record, that was two years ago. Why did we do all of this work recently (and if you are some Bob Villa wannabe who does that kind of stuff in one weekend for fun, just shut the h-e-double hockey sticks up)? Because, company's coming.

I was talking to my friend Laura about the company phenomenon and based on her confirmation, I know its not just me. When the out of towners are coming in town, a frenzy takes place. And the funny part is that its all stuff that we should have been doing anyway. Why is it that we lived with a kitchen light out for YEARS? And why would I let my file pile get so big that the thought of putting something away was too much to deal with? But then, I receive a flight itinerary and suddenly this lazy butt kicks into high gear and stuff gets done? I need to request that someone visit on a monthly basis so that I could actually keep this place in working order. Then again, for those visitors that come often (like when your son needs Tylenol meltaways and you can't get to the store... Thanks, Homa), I get so complacent that I don't care what you think of my house. So, even the monthly visitor isn't going to work. So, I guess we just buy lightbulbs once a year and call it done. I just have to hope that people come at least that often or my family would be sitting here in the dark just to avoid a trip to Lowe's.

3 comments:

Homa said...

And, on top of all this, she has prepared a menu for the entire weekend that she'll be cooking all by herself. This, by the same woman who pulled out an iron skillet from the oven without any oven mits on, and ended up with
2nd degree burns on her hand. But, I'm proud to say that she has come a long way, and is starting to stand up to her domestic goddess title (hahahaha)!

Domestic Goddess (In Training) said...

Do I fall short of the hype if I admit that I sliced two fingers trying to take the blade off the electric knife tonight? Because I totally did.

metamorphstorm said...

I'm sorry if this is rude, but I get a "monthly visitor" and the last thing I want to do is clean house! (However, it's a different story when the visitor is a welcome, pleasant, human guest I can tell to leave and it will!)