Company

Here is what is going on.
Tuesday I learned that dh's cousins are gathering for a reunion next weekend. AT OUR HOUSE!!!

I shouldn't have to tell you that I have done nothing except ART for about a year and a half.

I tried real hard to be mad at him because it seems that he has known of this date since last fall.

It took me just a few minutes to remember "that nothing ever happens until it is time". And I guess it was time I know.

The first thing I did yesterday was attack our bedroom. Sounds strange but our bedroom is like grand central station and happens to connect to the kitchen, den, and studio. Like I said grand central station.

I stripped the bed because it was the day that I wash sheets...not because I have company coming to sleep with.

You know how I always say, one thing leads to another? It did.

Do you ever buy those bed-in-a-bag sets? If you do, then you know that the skirt ruffle is sewn onto paper stuff. WHY? I don't know. Makes no sense. Anyway, little by little the ruffle tears off until it is hanging by a few threads hear and there. If you are really having fun playing ART all the time....who cares? Right? OK, now I care because I have company coming. So I get Tim to help me remove the top mattress and proceed to fetch an old 45 year old white wedding gift double bed flat sheet to use to reattach the ruffle to. I've done this before. So I did it.

But before putting the bed back together, I reasoned since the top mattress was off, now would be a good time to chase all those dust bunnies that I know are under there. I mean after all, what if the company looks under my bed.

As much as I hate it, I stash a few things under my bed. Like the kitchen window screens, one leaf to the dinning room table and some beautiful plates that I wish I had a wall to hang on. And oh yes, one more thing, I apparently keep one of Tim's socks, one chocolate chip, and herds of dust bunnies under there too. Gosh I sure slept good last night knowing if there is a bed-looker-under cousin in the group, mine's lookin good.

Next. Windows. Yes I did that too. Well I did the ones that bother me the most and now I can take bird picture from my chair or kitchen window. But I didn't get the screens done. I hate screens anyway. Maybe I should put them under the bed.

That's all for now, I'm going to rake leaves and rediscover the patio that I know is out there.
More later,
Sharon