We are excited to be seeing dear friends we haven’t seen in nearly 2 years, since they first moved to Alabama. They’re passing through next week between visits to parents in Michigan and Central PA, and taking time to see a Pirates game with us and spend the night.
Of course we’re excited. These are special friends. We love them to pieces. But five people (mom, dad, 3 kids) at our house? Overnight? They’ll see how we really live.
Sure we have a guest room — until 2 days ago when a frantic clean-up ensued, the bed was covered in clothes, the floor was covered in bags of clothes to be donated (bagged up months ago and never dropped off because, you see, maybe we’ll find more to donate) as well as being a dumping ground for stuff we will need eventually for house projects, but not yet. Things like crown molding for the upstairs hall, doorknobs for the new cubby doors we had built for the third floor, a ceiling fan to be installed, and several unfinished custom picture frames that still need paint, glass, mattes, and pictures inserted. Now at least, the clutter has been redistributed (and the ceiling fan installed!). Unfortunately, the room itself hasn’t bubbled up on the to-do list and still sports the previous owners’ girly pink and green color scheme complete with hideous mauve carpet. (We can clean, but we can’t work miracles.)
Sure we have a finished attic — a great space for spillover guests, complete with a queen-size futon! Unfortunately, there’s barely space to walk up there. It’s a holding ground for still-unpacked boxes (3 years after moving), piles of collectibles awaiting sale on eBay, cast-off office equipment (because you can’t just throw it away — bad for the environment doncha know), the previously mentioned cubby doors (4 of them; bulky), and assorted “no other place to put it” items. (The good part: It’s in the midst of a massive clean-up effort. The kids might even be able to see the floor when we’re done!)
I know, I know. People understand. They just want to see you and spend time. Who cares about clutter, dust, dirt, grime? So what that the floor of the lovely new kitchen is all aflutter with cat hair bunnies (and plain old dirt). Isn’t it cute that you can write your name on the dining room table? And those 25 magazines and catalogs all over the coffee table — how interesting.
It’s all true, but it’s all lies. People may not care, but they do notice. And I for one, would rather be noticed for how nice the house looks, not how sloppy.
Oh, don’t pretend you’re any different. Tell me YOU don’t run around like crazy cleaning when someone’s coming over. Tell me YOU don’t want your house to look like grown-ups live there instead of a pack of frat boys. Tell me YOU haven’t been influenced by Martha, Emily, Heloise, Miss Manners, HGTV, BH&G to feel your home has to be “gracious” and “perfect for entertaining.”
You don’t? You haven’t? Darn.
You must be one of those people. Everything always in the right place (preferably a place neatly labeled with a label maker), floors swept every night and with a good hands-n-knees scrubbing every week, no dust on the window sills or soap scum in the shower…
Oh well, my house gets there eventually. All it takes is a little push from an impending visit and days of back-breaking effort. The place’ll sparkle. I may fall asleep at 8:30 the night they come, but the place’ll sparkle. And (sadly?), that’ll make me really happy. I love a clean house. And it may never get that way if it weren’t for visits from dear friends. So come see us soon, OK?
You sometimes see a woman who would have made a Joan of Arc
in another century and climate, threshing herself to pieces
over all the mean worry of housekeeping.
~ Rudyard Kipling
Writing by Ear 
robbie said,
Thursday, July 24, 2008 at 3:57 pm
Honey, entertaining is about the only way our house gets cleaned! Nobody likes to clean (I don’t believe those who say otherwise – although dusting can be therapeutic). But it is wonderful when everything sparkles, making it all worthwhile! And besides, the level one puts on entertaining (this includes cleaning) is a reflection of how important you view your guests, not how you view yourself. When we arrive at someone’s house and it’s a pigsty, that means they think of us as pigs. That’s an insult…..making it almost impossible to return!
WritingbyEar said,
Thursday, July 24, 2008 at 4:11 pm
That’s exactly how I see it! I want my guests to feel special, worthy of extra efffort and the best I can offer. That’s why I was so appalled that time when a certain someone invited us to dinner specifically as a thank-you for spending a Saturday helping her move in 90+ degree heat, and dinner turned out to be nachos. All the while she talked about the gourmet dinner club she belonged to. I actually remember thinking this must have just been the appetizer, and the rest of dinner was forthcoming (and voicing that thought aloud) only to be told, no, this was dinner…(and her kids always loved this meal). Sheesh.
robbie said,
Thursday, July 24, 2008 at 4:41 pm
That is funny. I forgot that little treasure. I guess that was her statement of how she felt about you (not the A-man). Nothing more than a corn chip and dip!
pawsinsd said,
Monday, July 28, 2008 at 3:03 pm
No, I’m not one of “those people.” I sweep our entire loft at least twice a day and we still have tumbling tumbleweeds of dog undercoat. Thanks for your comments on my blog http://cookingwithdee.net. Love your site. Dee
WritingbyEar said,
Monday, July 28, 2008 at 3:11 pm
Thanks, Dee — and I’m impressed. Sweeping twice a day! (My guests are now arrived and out sightseeing — I feel the need to vacuum … perpetual cat hair. But I’m resisting — they have a cat at home so how much different can it be?)
pawsinsd said,
Tuesday, July 29, 2008 at 7:50 am
You don’t know that we live in an urban loft in 1,028 sf of wood floors and stained concrete. It’s when I see the dust bunnies under the bed that I get crazy! Have fun with your guests! Try some of my recipes. Chicken Saltimbocca sounds perfect. Make it, refrigerate it and put in the oven 50 minutes before dinner so you can enjoy your company.
WritingbyEar said,
Tuesday, July 29, 2008 at 8:59 am
The chicken sound great! Our friends weren’t even here for a dinner, just a couple breakfasts, but I’ll for sure try your chicken another time. I love to cook and am salivating over your pizza recipe this morning!