Kate over at The Tate School posted a link to Randi's idea about yesterday being Get Real Day. I've wanted to do this for a while, ever since Allison over at Geronimo got the mistaken impression that I have it all together.
The truth is, my life is neither all-together nor falling apart. As my husband says, it kind of goes in waves. Our house will be very, very tidy and organized, and then it will be very messy and out-of-control.
This past weekend, we were working on celebrations and making memories. Special dinner, special dessert, volleyball, bowling, choir practice, piano lessons, working on speeches for competitions, taking time to visit with friends, algebra class, thrift store shopping, Spring term planning, taking an evening out to watch a mediocre movie and eat CiCi's garlic bread, going to church, reading aloud, doing schoolwork, etc, and that hasn't left much time for cleaning. This will be perfectly clear to you when you look at the pictures. Delight, my friends, in Thicket Dweller's inadequacy. And I didn't even show you the basement or the litter boxes or the chicken poop on the porch.
I'll be honest with you. I didn't really realize how messy it was until I started taking pictures! I've just been caught up in the busyness of everything. And when your house smells like milk chocolate cheesecake, it kinda gives you the impression that you simply MUST be Betty Crocker. But now, I see the light. And the laundry.
So, tomorrow, as part of preparing for our special lunch guest, T.M., we'll be arising early to CLEAN the house and GET THE LAUNDRY DONE. And, just to make me feel better, I'll post pictures of my CLEAN house. Which one is the real me...the one with the clean house, or the one with the messy one? Depends on which day you drop by.
But there will still be chicken poop on the porch. That's just reality. Deal with it.
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