Reality Sets In

Now that my church problems seem to be resolved, reality has set in. Although I live way out in the boondocks and will not likely be holding the next Dessert with the Preacher, I am going to have a guest from time to time. The reality that, at the decrepit and menopausal age of 52 ½, I must now become the Fly Lady and clean up my messy house has begun to set in. I will really need church now, because if I have to do housework, I will be convinced I have already died and been sent the wrong way.

I have one friend who lives in Ohio who wants to visit sometimes. My friend Bobbie from Sixth Presbyterian definitely wants to visit. She lives in a dark apartment in downtown Pittsburgh and needs to get out into the country. Besides, she is now accepted, invited, welcomed, and wanted at Round Hill Church on Saturday nights. She loves Triple B Farms. She could visit me and it’s only four miles from here. Donna would probably also like to visit. All have been warned about all the cats and dogs. Bobbie’s apartment’s pretty messy, so she won’t be too judgmental. Also, the smells. You would never in your wildest dreams believe this about me, but I now have two close friends who are smokers! Since their places smell like smoke, they will probably be more tolerant of my place smelling like a litter box.

Well, I’ve just started on the kitchen. I think I’m going to need lots of support and sympathy as I transition into a housekeeper! I’ll keep you posted!