Yesterday, (many yesterdays ago, now) I got a phone call.
(By candlelight, apparently)
“I’m coming over, be there in an hour.”
So, I’m guessing each one is 15 minutes??
Panic! Only 1 hour get ready!!
Exact replica of my expression!
First time visitor! I want to make a good impression! I haven’t seen her in over 2 yrs!
Nony calls it F.O.U.D. Fear of unexpected doorbell. Perfect description, and diagnosis!
Took a quick shower.
(No pix exist of this. You’re welcome.)
Dishes-10 min or less.
5 min pick up was all I needed! Had time to sit down for lunch.
Whew! So relieved in such good shape since blog.
Left floor- oh well. Visitable not perfect!
Relaxed and enjoyed visit.
But then she wanted to go in bedroom!
Nooooooo!!!!
Sigh. Oh well at least I made a good first impression!
