So one of our friends sent us an email telling us that he’d be in town after moving away six or seven years ago. So we’re prepping the guest bedroom/library to be suitable for someone to crash there (shift it to be more guest bedroom and less library for a bit), have to tidy up the front room, and ask ourselves “how did this table, that was cleared off at the beginning of June, get 50 books on it?” and turn it back into a cleared off table again.
We also have to do a handful of hospitality things, wash the towels in the guest bathroom (not that they’ve been used in the last six month, just that they haven’t), go to the grocery store and pick up his preferred snacks/drinks, and basically prep the house for a houseguest.
And, jeez, when you start doing that, you always find yet another thing. “Remember that box set of Ducktales you couldn’t believe you found on sale?” “Yeah?” “Is this box set of Ducktales that I found at the bottom of the pile of books on the table that box set or is it a different box set?” “Um…”
So we’re going to do our Autumn cleaning a hair early, spend some extra time running our errands in prep, and then have a somewhat eventless weekend that we might also prepare ourselves for having a houseguest, we are planning on hiring some expert cleaners to help get the cleaning done faster.
Oh, and the houseguest is coming back to Colorado specifically for the coming eclipse (well, the one that is coming to Wyoming). But we’re not going to talk about that until *NEXT* weekend.
So… what’s on your docket?
(Image is “Play” by Clare Briggs. Used with permission of the Briggs estate.)