Over a week ago a long lost friend contacted me and said she would be in my area for a week. This was before Middle Man got sick and had to be admitted to the hospital. I wanted to a post about the ordeal that was the ER visit, about the whole thing but it just didn't happen. Here is the shortened version. He had mastoiditis. His left ear was sticking out from his head and it was swollen, kinda like the image shown here,but worse than that image. They got him on an IV, started pushing antibiotics, put a tube in his ear. He is all good now. His med schedule, once home, was such that I was getting minimal sleep when I was already exhausted from the stress and worry over what had happened to him. I got sick with a mad head cold. I am feeling slightly better, still stuffy but I can function now. Oh! Just 2 days ago Mouth decided to shut his hand in my car door, thankfully nothing is broken(he had 3 X-rays) but he will probably loose a fingernail. Life has been super busy,stressful and flat out sucky.
Which brings me back to my friend. She is here now and my house is no where near where I wanted it to be. She knows I don't keep an emaculate house, she does, but I do not. I feel like my house is far from how I normally keep it. I am sure she will not judge but it still bugs me that I never had the chance to do anything that I wanted to. It is what it is. I guess what is really bugging me is that I've let the house go. We own our home and are doing a sucky job at keeping it in good condition and that really does bother me, deep down inside it really truly bothers me. My hubby will call Bullshit! What I feel inside and what I actually do or NOT do does contradict each other, but it doesn't change how I feel deep inside.
I dread the "tour" of my home. We just bought our home 2 and a half years ago, she has never seen it, so giving a "tour" of our home is what is expected. I'm not looking forward to it, because of the way it looks, and also because at this point I have no more time left to get much of anything accomlished. I will do what I can, and I will have to be okay with that. Let myself off the hook for once, well I probably won't be able to do that.
Last night, a last minute kind of thing, I went to go see a movie with my friend. I didn't expect the storms to hit us so soon. When the movie was over there was a fucking DOWNPOUR outside. I learned last night that crocs are not the footwear of choice in a fucking DOWNPOUR. They might be the most comfortable shoe ever made, easy to clean, quick to dry but you never EVER want to be caught wearing them in a fucking DOWNPOUR! Especially when you are trying to run through the parking lot to get to your car. I wasn't even halfway to my car when I ran right out of my shoe. I even ran a couple more steps before I stopped and turned back to go retirive my shoe. I didn't bother putting it back on, I made it a couple more steps before I said FUCK IT! and took off my other shoe. So there I was running barefoot through a parking lot in a fucking DOWNPOUR! My friend will vouch for how hysterically funny it was to watch that entire scene.
I think she laughed harder at my ass then she did the entire movie, and the movie was damn funny!
Which brings me back to my friend. She is here now and my house is no where near where I wanted it to be. She knows I don't keep an emaculate house, she does, but I do not. I feel like my house is far from how I normally keep it. I am sure she will not judge but it still bugs me that I never had the chance to do anything that I wanted to. It is what it is. I guess what is really bugging me is that I've let the house go. We own our home and are doing a sucky job at keeping it in good condition and that really does bother me, deep down inside it really truly bothers me. My hubby will call Bullshit! What I feel inside and what I actually do or NOT do does contradict each other, but it doesn't change how I feel deep inside.
I dread the "tour" of my home. We just bought our home 2 and a half years ago, she has never seen it, so giving a "tour" of our home is what is expected. I'm not looking forward to it, because of the way it looks, and also because at this point I have no more time left to get much of anything accomlished. I will do what I can, and I will have to be okay with that. Let myself off the hook for once, well I probably won't be able to do that.
Last night, a last minute kind of thing, I went to go see a movie with my friend. I didn't expect the storms to hit us so soon. When the movie was over there was a fucking DOWNPOUR outside. I learned last night that crocs are not the footwear of choice in a fucking DOWNPOUR. They might be the most comfortable shoe ever made, easy to clean, quick to dry but you never EVER want to be caught wearing them in a fucking DOWNPOUR! Especially when you are trying to run through the parking lot to get to your car. I wasn't even halfway to my car when I ran right out of my shoe. I even ran a couple more steps before I stopped and turned back to go retirive my shoe. I didn't bother putting it back on, I made it a couple more steps before I said FUCK IT! and took off my other shoe. So there I was running barefoot through a parking lot in a fucking DOWNPOUR! My friend will vouch for how hysterically funny it was to watch that entire scene.
I think she laughed harder at my ass then she did the entire movie, and the movie was damn funny!
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If this friend (Do I know them??) has kids or understands having kids, they will totally get why your house isn't pristine.
Remember it is all your feelings. They, if they are a good friend, will have no problem with the house. So chill!!
I can relate to how I feel about my current weight when I see old friends that I haven't seen in awhile. If they are friends, then they won't care if I gained 50 more pounds. It is only my own head that is getting in the way.
I am glad to know Middle Man is feeling better. Which I hope translates into more rest for you. Tell the kids to quit getting sick/hurting themselves, it is not good for Mama!!
Love you sweetie, I hope life starts treating you nicer real soon!
I had no idea that middle man was SO sick - that sucks. I hope you are both recovering.
Oh man, I hate getting stuck in downpours to the point that your underwear gets soaked. Hope things ease up a bit for you and trust me when I say your friend probably doesn't give 2 flying fucks about how messy your house may be.
I clicked the link to the pic first and thought, "Gee, what's the big deal?" Then I read about the complications of untreated mastoiditis. Yikes. I'm glad you caught it and he is doing better.
I'm convinced that most people are the same way about their homes. We stress over the imperfections that no one else really sees. Even when there are obvious flaws or messes, the other person will typically look right past them because they know that they have messes just as bad. Besides, your friend came to see *you* and not some BH&G show home. LOL! Now I will try to remember this next time I think I need to clean out my pantry and closet before having guests. (Not that anything is accomplished there other than the closet hokey pokey. You pull the stuff out, you shove the crap back in, you pull the stuff out, and you shake it all about...) Just relax and enjoy your visit with your friend. You don't even have to do "the tour" if you don't want to. I'm sure she would be content to sit in your living room or at your kitchen table and chat without seeing everything.
Now, what movie did you see? Did I miss that?
Maybe this will help you feel better???? I am planning to move but I have no idea when. However, I wanted to get a head start so I'm already packing and I've had moving boxes stacked to the ceiling in every room of my house for the past two months. And I haven't cleaned my bathroom in about 4 weeks because I'm behind on life.
I bet your friend will understand and will not be judging you at all.
I hope you, Middle Man, and Mouth are all feeling back to normal soon.
The last time I got stuck running through a downpour in a parking lot I had to take my shoes off too. I started jumping in all of the puddles and I was all alone so I'm sure everyone standing on the sidewalk thought I was insane. I had fun so I didn't care.
Big hugs to you!!!!
Well, if things come in 3s? You're done, right?
Oh my goodness, your poor baby. I hope his recovery goes well. And you can give him some probiotics to offset those antibiotics.
Sounds like you had good reasons to have a messy house!
Enjoy your time with your friend :)
I completely understand how you feel. I always think the same thing.
And yet, when I see an old friend it doesn't even cross my mind to judge their house.
Hey, hope everyone heals and is better than new very soon.
ps. I bet you had cold toes
Mastoiditis is so painful. I know from personal experience as I was hospitalised with it as a child. I can picture my time in hospital as if it were yesterday and it's 60 years ago. (Probably because once I had sufficiently recovered the ward sister took my choc away and only allowed me one square!)
I'm exactly the same with the state of my house but I tend to find that other people notice the things that are bothering me waaaaaaay less than I do. Try not to stress about it too much.