purple room vents: A SORT OF HEAVEN AND HELL

Hey there Kathy if you are reading this please take it the right way. The hell part is actually the best part. The heaven part is predictable!

First the heaven part. My sister and husband are coming!!! I am so excited!!! They haven't seen my house or my brother's...who lives a couple of hours from here. They will be here from Thursday til Sunday. I get to plan three, count 'em, three dinners. Woot woot!!!! So I have already done the planning part...thats when insomnia is handy as hell. I have made the very detailed list of groceries for a Wednesday shopping trip. They don't get here until late afternoon Thursday so I will have all day to prep and cook. And that is heaven to me.

Now for the hell part. The guest room was in no shape for guests. April made do when she was visiting and I felt bad about that. I have been putting off sorting out the acres and acres of stuff in that room forever.

So I pulled my socks up yesterday and got started. Other than making up the bed I got the whole room done!!!!!! I feel like a hundred pounds have washed off me. And I swear to the powers that be, I am not going to casually and lazily put crap in there again. What a good feeling!!!

And today I need to do the kitchen, dining room and living room. It always seems like such a big job but it never takes long. The housekeeper, and I use the term loosely, comes tomorrow so by this time tomorrow night my house will be ready to show off. Also yesterday Monte and I did the laundry room. That was a pretty massive job. We ploughed through a lot of stuff, cleared out a ton of things and organized. I actually enjoyed that job. I found stuff! As I said before, I am going to make a sign that names this house and I shall hang it over the front door. This house is going to be called, 'I CAN'T FIND IT'.

I love having people come. That is when I do my best cleaning and organizing. The only part I ain't touching is the deck. It is just too huge. The bigger a space, the bigger the mess.

Tomorrow is going to be a big day. It is Monday. I am meeting Stan and Antonia at Pescadores for breakfast at nine. They stay in the most delightful little motel by the river when they come to town. It's the place where, if I disappear by my own accord, that will be where I will be holing up!!! Peskies isn't very far from there and they are the go to place in town for breakfast. If it is too full we can go to my actual fave place, Smitty's! Smitty's will always be connected to my dad in my mind. I am so looking forward to seeing them. I always have a great visit with them.

Then the housekeeper, again loosely, will be here for two hours, which usually ends up with her leaving at one and a half hours. I pay her 35 bucks an hour. I am a wimp. Sigh. At 2:30, which is actually when she should be leaving, Ange and I have to go down to Shoppers for our vaccines. Booster time!!! And that basically takes care of Monday. I am not cooking and messing up the kitchen til Thursday. Tuesday is laundry day. And that will be the cleanest most organized this house has been since the day I first saw it, and it was empty! Hahaha!!!!

This really is a shitty little shit box of a house. It is ugly on the outside and old lady pink on the inside. But the way prices all across BC have exploded, I am very grateful to have a house at all. And most of all, the three people living in this place all individually really needed a house to live in. Home is what you make it...to quote a cliche...even if it was a nasty cold cave.

Well I need to quit talking with you lovely folks and go get atter. Kitchen first..... TTYL

'The cruel irony of housework is that people only notice when you don't do it.'

Danielle Raine

' I reserve the right to be a mess and completely unlikeable.' Viola Davis