Sometimes, like LAST WEEK, we even go a little overboard. Honey not only wants everything pristine, she has to have it organized. Personally, I am a bit of a slob, perfectly comfortable with a lot of clutter, but even I like for things to be clean.
That being said, why is it that the possibility that someone might be coming over demands that we go on a house cleaning tear?
An old friend mentioned yesterday that they might stop by today, so now I have to post this, get off the computer, and get to work.
Things would be so much simpler if I had suggested that we meet at a restaurant somewhere.