...or does it?
I've been in one of those moods for the past few days. You know, the kind of mood where nothing productive gets accomplished and it seems like you start the same thing fifteen times only to have it still undone at the end of the day.
That's me. This week at least.
My house is in shambles, thanks to a "rearranging" mood that I got into on Memorial Day that quickly departed me. The fact that it departed me before I got through rearranging should have warned me not to take on any more projects this week. But yes, I'm stupid sometimes and can not heed the voice of reason. Or in this case, the little voice in the back of my head saying "What are you doing idiot".
So what did I, in my infinite wisdom, do? I agreed to host a party this weekend. It was Chris' idea. I've been talking about having people over for eons and eons and he's always busy. Oh gee, how ironic that right at this very moment, when I don't care if anyone comes over or not, he's suddenly got an opening in his social calendar!
Don't get the wrong idea. I love to entertain. I enjoy having people come by and hang out. I enjoy cooking for 15 or 20 people. Really, I do! Why don't you believe me?!?! In all seriousness, I do enjoy having people over. I just want them to be able to come over on a week that I've got my act together. On a week that I won't be running around like a chicken with my head chopped off shoving stuff into closets and then praying fervently the entire time that one of their children doesn't remember that on a prior visit that particular closet is where I hid all the yu-gi-oh cards and oh lets see if Miss Marie still keeps them there and then *crash* my entire living room is now suddenly in my living room again. *lets out breath*
On one note, it's going to be a nice weekend. Unlike today where it is raining cats & dogs and it's only 6:45 in the morning. Nice weekends=outdoor party! But that doesn't completely clear me because let's face it: The bathroom and the kitchen reside inside the house! At some point, someone is going to come in. And I am going to cringe inside just knowing that they are shaking their head as they pick their way through the maze of what is supposed to be my living room. *I should post pictures* It really is a sight to behold. My only saving grace is that it is Thursday. I have a couple of days to:
b)hire someone to come in and clean
my personal favorite