I saw the kids off this morning. Sniff, sniff. I'm going to enjoy the free weekend, but coming as it did in between two business trips, it's tough to say goodbye. Sigh.
I have been running on all cylinders since Sunday. I can barely remember last week, in fact.
Sunday was a big, intense meeting at church. It all worked out for the best, at least in my view, but it was intense. Then off to a work trip, and I was quoted in a trade publication on a controversial topic in between the rest of it. Then this morning, we passed the milk truck on our way out of our street, and I dropped the family off at the airport at 6:30 am. Today was the first day I took a bit of a breath.
So here I am, home sweet home. And if you've emailed me about the blegger, I am under the impression that I have written back to you. If I'm wrong, email me again at mama at mamacate dot com to tell me, because it's not you, it's me. I do hope you can come.
Frequently asked questions include the following:
Q: What should I bring?
A: Wool. You. Friends. Maybe a chair, but I'm hoping for the best with the sitting places.
Q: What time?
A: Sometime after the fest. Like, five or sixish. I'll try to leave a bit before things are winding down, so I should be here when you get here.
Q: Is your house pristine, uncluttered, and emblematic of good housekeeping and good taste?
A: Okay, no one has really asked this, but it's two days before I'm having people over and I'm realizing that if I stayed home from work and decluttered full time, there would still be no fooling you. So the answer is no.
Q: Should I expect to come to a messy house that, despite having increased floor space and substantially expanded storage, remains as cluttered and messy as it was last year?
A: Why, what a good question. Yes.
Q: Do you have any roving I can borrow?
A: I think that could be arranged. But how are these things related?
Q: Should I eat dinner first?
A: There will be at least two giant pizzas and a keg. Assuming someone thinks to bring chocolate, I figure we'll have covered all the major blegger food groups, so we should be all set. If you decide to hit the Side Street Cafe on your way, well, I won't be mad.
Q: Have you finally gotten drapes or shades yet?
A: No. But you'll be able to tell where the party is. (Minh asks this one constantly. He'll appreciate that I've admitted publicly that as soon as the contractors went away we pretended we no longer had a to do list.)
PS: See you Saturday.