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Things you should know about me: I LOVE to be right. I HATE to be wrong. Now sure, most of us do, but I’m brave enough to admit that I can be kind of, well, obnoxious about it. I’m also incredibly stubborn. I know, it’s an incredibly attractive combination ain’t it? But I try, oh…
I feel like everyone can relate to the panic of impending houseguests.
First, there’s nonchalance. “Oh you’re in our neighborhood, how fun! You should stop by.” Then there’s the cold sweat of panic as you exclaim, in a high-pitched voice, “Yay, this is so exciting! What a fun surprise!”
And then there’s the sense of doom that sets in. You look around your house. You die a little inside. You try to remember all the cleaning tips you’ve ever heard. And then you run around your house like a crazy person, trying to strategically decide what to tackle first.
The dishes in the sink look awful, for example, but the duck potty full of pee in the living room and the dog food your toddler was having for a snack might prompt someone to alert the authorities. So yeah, you hit that first.
And then spiral as far as you can before you hear the slam of a car door and pray your daughter flushed the toilet the last time she was in there.
But there are hierarchies to this whole thing, too. What I have to clean depends entirely upon who is coming over. There’s a range there, from Christine all the way down to my mother-in-law, and our cleaning tips for each group adjust accordingly.
Your Bestie is Coming Over
Touch nothing. Do nothing. This is your person, here. You’re gonna be fine.
Mommy Friends for a Playdate
Definitely flush the toilet. Remove the duck potty of pee. Put away things that are breakable or suddenly “very special” to Lila. Brew a very full pot of coffee.
Forget about the toys and the dishes and the floors, this playdate is only gonna worsen those scenarios and you don’t want to do it twice.
Neighbors for a Playdate
Ask yourselves, are their moms coming? Or will they stop by later to collect the kids?
Dishes are fine, and toy messes are expected, but you should sweep the floors. Throw your unfolded laundry pile into a laundry basket or something. Wipe down the bathroom real quick in case they happen upon it.
Out of Towners You Haven’t Seen in a While
Oh boy. Time to go full tilt on the common areas. All of the above, plus clean the kitchen. Make sure their pictures are still up in your friend-collage-frame (you don’t want them to think you forgot about them).
They don’t see you often, so yeah, they’re maybe gonna judge your house. You don’t want them leaving saying, “wow, they’re kind of letting things go, huh?” Cause they really might.
People Who Have Never Been to Your House Before
Oh God. Now you have to try to clean furiously, as mentioned above, but you also have to clean your shower and make your bed, because those people may ask for a tour. They may want to see what your shower looks like after the remodel. So bleach the grout while you’re in there.
Scrub your baseboards. Wipe down your blinds, they may inspect them and say, “are these real wood,” and you don’t want to have to awkwardly laugh and say, “no, just real dirty, ahahahahaha.”
And now you will probably try to hang those pictures you’ve been meaning to get to and fluff your pillows and stuff, because the house is the window to your soul or something. You want your house to reinforce the image you’ve been attempting to project to the world, and not scream out “Fraud! Fraud! FRAUD!” Time. To. Hustle.
Mother-In-Law
Just burn the house down. It’s the only way.
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