I realized this morning that I can no longer "fake it."
I have a friend coming into town to stay with us that I only see a few times a year, and I really wanted to have my house spotless.... at least clean... even just straightened. As I left this morning there were dishes in the sink from last night's LifeGroup dinner, blocks spread all over the family room (perfectly distributed so you step on one every time you enter the room) and the bathroom has blue toothpaste all over the sink (my kid's are the messiest teeth-brushers I have ever seen!).
I had every intention of having everything in order before she came. I stayed up late... even left for work a little later... still a disaster. I want to put up a sign on the porch that says "WELCOME to my real life." Now here's the good part- this friend won't care in the slightest. In fact, she will probably feel more at home that I didn't put all the kids toys away, she's amazing that way. The things is... the clean house isn't really for her... it's for me (ok, so it's a little for her, but you know what I mean). This is my life. I have 4 kids. Everyone else around me has accepted that, why can't I?
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was there just a few weeks ago, lori. convinced my over-achieving pal would hate being in my real life but decided not to fake anything (well kids kinda decide that for you, don't they?!) & had the best time.
Good for you!!! I'm proud of you for being real and letting go. I have a hard time with it also. Ps, come check out my house for blue toothpaste in th sink... And smeared all over the counter... Running down the cup... Wiped all over the hand towel... And down the front of the counter. All this two days after I cleaned it. How the HECK does that happen??!! I found out who did it. Someone named "not me". :)
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