I had a friend where we used to live who asked me once if I’d like to get together on a weekly basis to help each other clean house while we let the kids play.
Fabulous idea, but it petrified me. I couldn’t let someone into my house to clean without . . . . cleaning it first. Because I am a slob, you know. And my main method of survival at that time (and up until starting this blog) was to clean like crazy for an entire day if I knew someone was coming over, and then say after they arrived, “Sorry, my house is so messy,” pretending that I hadn’t had time to clean.
I also had a very close friend offer to clean my house after my second child was born, when I was overwhelmed with two under the age of 2. I immediately said “NO!” because again, I was petrified for anyone to venture past my living room.
Soon after moving to the town where we now live, my best friend also moved back to the same area, about an hour away. We have kids the same ages, and for the past four years have tried to get together twice a month, switching off houses. It has been so fun. She’s one of those few people whom I allowed to see my house in its natural pre-blog state.
Sometimes we just sit and talk, but often we’ll help each other with a project. I’ve torn wallpaper off of her kitchen walls, and put away Christmas decorations, and she’s helped me sort through stuff for a garage sale, and tear wallpaper down.
Today she was here and we did a small project, one that I’d been putting off forever because I wasn’t sure exactly how I would do at getting it straight.
We put this vinyl lettering in my office gameroom, on the little hangy-downy part of the ceiling that divides the room up. It wasn’t a big project, but it’s easier to be motivated and more fun when someone does it with you.