For what seems like months now, I’ve been living in chaos.
If I work in the garden, the house falls to pieces.
If I work in the house, plants wilt, weeds grow and bugs thrive.
We dog sat Jada’s friend Diesel for two weeks while his ‘people’ went to Europe for the trip of a life time.
Both dogs shed like mad.
A scarf could have been knit using the drifts of fur piled around the house. After all, given the choice of vacuuming or gardening. . .
Well, which do you think I chose? (for two weeks straight! Okay. . .maybe even a bit longer than that. . .)
Morgan’s long time friend Mr.B has been over a lot in the last few days and I cringe to think about the dirt, dust and fur collected on the stairs down to Morgan’s room.
And yet. . .
Out I go to the garden.
At this time of the year I’m shameless. A dirty house doesn’t phase me.
Until someone calls wanting to drop by for a visit.
Panic sets in as I cast my horrified eyes around the house.
Unless the person on the other end of the line is someone who has seen me in all my messy spring glory before, I’m afraid I’m going to have a previous engagement!
So if you’ve been trying to visit and always find me busy, take heart.
Next Wednesday is the last day of school.
And the beginning of eight blissful weeks of uninterrupted days.
The first thing I plan to do is scrub the house from top to bottom.
Although, I did notice a few weeds popping up in the veggie garden. . .
Ah well, winter will be here before you know it.
There’ll be plenty of time for house work then!