This coming weekend, Friday through Tuesday, we are having house guest. Mostly family, but guest all the same.
Not only have I asked the guest to bring food, and took extra days off work, I asked my mom to come help me clean.
I know. After 15+ years of keeping house, I still needed my mom to come help with this project. "Help" is perhaps the wrong word to use. It implies that I did most of the work, and she was here to support me. In reality, she did 99% of the work while I yelled at the kids.
Not only did she drive half the night Friday to get here, work HARD all day Saturday and Sunday, she took Jackson home with her.
I am really feeling like a slacker.
I would really like to go sit at my sewing machine, or organize my scrapbooking supplies in my freshly cleaned basement, but Mom made me make a list, and I'll feel really bad if it does not get done by the weekend. I guess I'll go fold towels.
Happy Monday....
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That sounds like your mom!! Give her a hug from me! (You realize, of course, your girls are going to expect the same from you someday.) :-)
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