I have mentioned that opening my big mouth and inviting my Sister-in-Law over “anytime . . . seriously” has motivated me to try to get the house back in order this week.
That motivation was good and all, but the real fire was lit when Hubby casually mentioned that his mom had casually mentioned that his sister had casually mentioned that she was planning to do her laundry at our house.
Which TOTALLY makes sense.
I mean, where else would they do it? And I DID say that they were welcome ANYtime . . . And it is a perfect way for us to really help them out, which is something I really do want to do.
My brain immediately started calculating their possible undie supply. I weighed their personalities, my knowledge of their visible clothing supply, the date when they officially left their home, etc.
I’m figurin’ I have until Monday or Tuesday of next week before I need to be ready for some long-term hanging-out and laundry-doing.
My pick-ups and my wipe-downs have definitely taken on a little more meaning.
Why is it that even though I know the doorbell COULD ring, I’m never fully motivated until I know it’s GOING to ring?
(And I’m so thankful that my Major Laundry Room Overhaul has lasted.)
P.S. I am so incredibly sad that everything that happened on blogger yesterday has somehow vanished into thin air. I thought I was one of the lucky ones who was actually able to write and publish a post, but now that post is gone! And some of my favorite comments also disappeared off of the post from the day before. Grrr.
