Monday, January 08, 2007

I'm All Talk

So as you know, I'm committed to my life of slobbyness, and today was my first test. A friend came to visit, and I knew she was coming, and I didn't clean. I knew Sunday night that she was going to be stopping by in the morning, so normally I would have busted my ass to get the house in order, especially since she doesn't know what a slob I really am. But instead, I went to the grocery store after the kids were in bed, then I wrote an article for Stuntmom, then I had a glass of wine, and then went to bed. I woke up in the morning of her arrival a little earlier than usual, and I didn't bother to pick up even a little. So the question is, did I make progress in accepting my messy life?

The answer is and was, no. And No again. I was actually very embarrassed over the pile of dog hair I had swept into a pile but didn't dust pan up. I was wishing terribly that I had at least picked up a few things that didn't bother me the night before, because in the daylight, they were a little shocking. So in retrospect, I should have held off on the Stuntmom article on the boat show, and spent the time doing a little cleaning. I'm not sure I will ever be able to embrace the mess, and certainly not the dirt. Oh well, a lesson learned.

Gotta go, I've got to clean this place a little. Just a little.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

As the friend who came over, let me just say that I would much rather have visited a well-rested mom than one who felt she needed to stay up extra to clean for me. I was much more interested in your sweet, beautiful daughters and hanging out with you than I was in whether your house was clean or not. Hopefully you'll keep that in mind next time you come to visit me in my mess!