Invite people over at the last minute.
No, seriously. In the midst of all the projects that we wanted to get done this weekend (which,sadly, we did not accomplish BUT we did make progress...and the weather was gorgeous - so no complaints here) we were also invited to a "dedication" service for our friends with the new baby.
I had no idea what we were wandering into - and truthfully, she didn't seem to know what to expect either, as when they had their older children they weren't attending this church. We've been to christenings and baptisms but had never even heard of a dedication.
It was lovely - a little out of my comfort zone - but beautiful. The basic premise was that of a christening but with more audience participation. What the new parents had to say about why they had invited the guests they had moved many of us to tears. I, especially teared up, when the grandmother, who is from out of town, called us surrogate grandparents - not that I am ANY where near being old enough to be a grandparent (quit giggling), I loved the comment and the fact that she was overjoyed that we are here when she can't be, I loved even more. Yes, these friends have become family.
But back to the purpose of this post....
She had wanted to host a small get together after the service but the older children had a make up soccer game, plus she just had a baby, plus she had just moved. So basically, it wasn't happening.
The Husband felt that "something" should be done to commemorate the day; so he invited the family over for dinner tonight at the last minute.
And that was all the motivation that was needed to clean off the dining room table and the counter tops and anywhere else that clutter seems to gravitate. Both bathrooms were given a good scrubbing, laundry was completely finished, and most surfaces were met with a dust cloth and....ta-da! The house is now ready for company.
Is it perfect? No. Is it ready enough for me to throw open the doors and welcome our friends? Yes. Yes, it is.
And really, that's all that matters. Spending time with those with love and not worrying whether or not the house is "perfectly ready" for company.
Wonderful! And you told your story well, I could feel how nice the house felt to your guests. Well done, Gigi. :-)
ReplyDeleteHa - I had a similar experience yesterday. My 11 year old son invited over his friend. I really didn't need to have the house clean (I do happen to know that this kid lives in a squeaky clean enviornment- far from our disorder) especially because it was beautiful out and they'd be playing outside. I grabbed the opportunity though. Half of the kids were home, so I staged a freak out and called out a million orders and voila . . . I can see the countertops again, the piles of laundry toppling over in the family room got brought upstairs, and someone even bothered to wash the kitchen table.
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