Tuesday, June 10, 2014

That Moment When...

you realize your company is about to be here and you haven't even checked on the state of the guest bathroom, that doubles as the kids bathroom, which inevitably has been the brunt of poor aiming practices for a very long time without any supervision...

you stand in the kitchen and sigh because dinner actually came together right on time, without burning something, or forgetting that meat was browning on the stove (which I ALWAYS tend to do), only to turn around to the disaster right behind me called the living room...

the friends are to arrive at any moment and you still have laundry piled up on the chair in the living room, pinned on the line outside and almost reaching the ceiling from the pile on your bed in the back room...

your friends arrive and walk in the front door, careful not to step on any of the toys strewn all over the entry way...

you realize that, upon their arrival, you still have neighborhood kids jumping on the trampoline outside and a half-dozen more kids squealing happily as they chase each other around in superhero costumes and high heals...

the kids start melting down over silly little things because they are so tired from the day's summer activities...

you realize the friends could care less about the state of the house...and you don't give it a second thought anymore...

you realize that you wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world or change anything about this chaotic, messy, unorganized life I now live in...
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