Friday, October 22, 2010

Proof My House isn't Always a Disaster.

Last night around 7:30, Matt came home from work.  Dinner had been sitting on the counter for about an hour.  The entire house was in shambles with projects in careless piles everywhere.  And I mean everywhere.  A mound of dishes was in the sink because someone who's had that chore for over 7 years running, just can't remember to load the dishwasher.  They blamed it on person who's had the unloading job for the same amount of time -- for not doing their job.   The Unloader said they simply forgot to unload.  I ask you, how do you forget a job that you've had for over 7 years?  How???? 


Matt took 1 bite of Chinese chicken salad and said "Greg is coming over in a few minutes to work on his car." I just about died. I hate it when I don't get an advance visitor warning when the house looks like it's been hit by a bomb.


Five minutes later, the doorbell rang, and in walked Greg. Don't need to tell you I was totally embarrassed. It seems like this happens to me a lot. People show up and my house looks like the show Hoarders.


So today, I offer proof that my house isn't always a disaster. Between the hours of 7:00 and 2:00, my house looks quite nice -- especially after it's been cleaned.




Eve, make sure Greg sees this photo please so I can redeem myself.


In a few minutes it's going to look like a disaster again, because  it's now 3:30.  Guess who's home . . . .




P.S.   Kathy, please leave a comment and tell people I was a really clean roommate. :)

5 comments:

Genevieve said...

Surprise visits are the worst!! :)

Eve said...

LOL.

I showed him the pictures and he told me he hadn't even noticed the messes. I guess that is the upside to having the surprise visitor be a guy.

Plus (and I'm not just saying this) you should see our house right now. I don't have a sewing room anymore and my Queen Bee projects have taken over at least a third of the house. Your house was probably in so much better condition than mine. If someone showed up to my house unannounced I would barricade the front door with my body.

Eunice said...

I hereby verify that Crystal was a very clean roommate. She rarely made any messes and when she did she cleaned them up quickly - like the time the custard that she was cooking in a glass bowl (in a double boiler?) exploded all over the kitchen.

Bethany @ Organic Enchilada said...

Ha ha ha to Eunice. That's funny!

I once pretended to be ill when my grandfather dropped by unannounced because the house was a wreck and I didn't want to let him in.

Oh, the shame.

Lyndsay said...

I can't WAIT until my children can have the unloading and loading job! And my house looks like a toy bomb hit all day long. I feel like it's useless to even try most days. I definitely know the visitor surprise attack feeling!

LOL about the custard! I had a microwave cheese fiasco that sounds similar. I even made a song up about it called "explosion of cheese." Only college me could do that. :)