BUT WHY, why do I get all nervous and weird and jittery right before the people actually get here? I always want the house to be perfect and the plans to be made and I also want us all to just go with the flow.
I get all up in arms and bossy too, like there's so much to do. I have no mechanism for stress. Dave told me last night "to not care so much."
And he's right. Why am I such a perfectionist?
I think it's my mother's fault. She always kept such a nice house.
Oh no. I just realized Dax is going to blame me for all sorts of things.
I'm actually really messy, so I think I like to spend the extra time to appear tidy. Making myself not look like me is draining. But necessary. Being dirty is gross.
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oh Trick, you do not look happy.
Don't you want your picture taken?
Hope you all have fun with your company!
And yes, I suppose I am the blame for so much. I love you.
MOME
oh that is hilarious that your mom just commented and said she was to blame for a lot. It's just adorable.
However I really know what you mean... I am the same and keeping up with the way I want to be perceived is very taxing on me. I really don't mind a little clutter I do function a lot better when the house is nice and tidy but I am not always up for the work that it takes to maintain it that way daily.
So when company is coming I'm all sorts of frazzled.
Ces't la vie.
MOME: I love you too mom :-) and yes, you ARE to blame for most of my faults teehheee.....
I am glad we got that straight.
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