So I am going to be asked to host a party. How come I say that you ask? Because that is how I am, I know things. Actually that is what they pay me for at work. No, not parties, but knowing things. If I don’t know things then production has to slow, and well that would leave a lot of people very angry with me and we don’t want to go there.
And that is why I know that I will be asked to host the party. Which is why I spent all day cleaning the house… bathrooms, washed the floor, balcony.. everything is clean now. Or for the next few minutes. It was amazing how much hair I lose. It is everywhere. On the floors, on the bed, and more I lose, more it grows. I mud the floor and hair is there few minutes after I get done cleaning. And there is cat hair as well. And come to think about it, the mud, well, no it was definitely mud. Stop looking at me like that.
While this is as clean as the place has been in months it is really just a matter of time before it gets messy again. I have been tired lately. And that is a reason for the chaos. At least that is what I tell myself. Chaos is a good scapegoat. And while I don’t use it for my professional career my personal life gets to see quite a bit of that quadruped. Procrastination is its sister.
I know because I have met her in equally portions. I tried to clean the house a while ago and even I spent more than few hours at it, there was no visible difference. So that was a motivation killer and I just stopped. Today I finally conquered both of them.
Now I am mostly ready to be asked to host.
Maybe all I still need to do is clean the refrigerator. Which shouldn’t be too hard because it is empty.
While I didn’t want to do it, at least now I didn’t have a lot of other options. I could have left it dirty and told everybody that I was just a rustic country girl. That would have sounded great in my head, but the first time I would have used it I would have went as white as a sheet and they would probably never talked to me again. Oh, right… And though I have been seeing a lot of them lately, rustic invitations for weddings mostly I haven’t gotten this urge to go country. Some of my friends have decorated there places in this whole boho look which while cute, for maybe five minutes, gets old quick and you just have to wonder what they will do next year. Because I know that they will get sick of it too. It is just a matter of time. And then the stuff will just land on the curb and they will have a new favorite look. Which I am all for switching things up when they need to be switched up. But I regress.
The party won’t be anything big, I am thinking about also inviting this guy I am interested in and hope that he sort of clings to me because he doesn’t know anybody at the party, but there is the reservation that he might take to one of the hotties present and just blow me off. I’m still undecided on this one.
As I was cleaning I thought the whole time, you know things are just going to get dirty again and you will have to clean in a week.
Then I thought:
- Maybe you could wait until next party
- Which means you would party more often
- Which means that you would clean more often
- Which means well, my place would be cleaner
I am not decided on the last part.