Scrambling.
No time.
Company coming.
Cleaning, cleaning, cleaning... (Thanks for the help Rolf and Sven!)
Clutter. Laundry. Mirrors. Toys.
Scrubbing bathrooms. (Oh! To be the only woman in a three man house...)
Scrambling after a long day at work.
Madness. But it's finally done. Time for a well earned glass of wine...
Bii: Mama, the house looks really good now. It hasn't looked this good in 10 years.
At least I'm not the only one who notices...
6 comments:
The only time our house gets REALLY clean is when we have the threat of company. Afterwards, we say, "This is so nice. Why don't we clean more often?"
Isn't it nice that they notice? Of course, it would be nicer if they helped you clean!
Company is always a good inspiration, isn't it? Have a good time!
I love the feeling you get when you are done cleaning and the house is all in order.....
If only he were 10!!!! lol
I hope you have a great vistit and enjoy you wine:)
I, too, am the only woman in a three man house. Two dogs to boot! And - I'm an anal-retentive. I often say I'm a perfectionist living a chaotic life. I love my life, but it drives me crazy.
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