UGH. I hate housework. I mean, I REALLY hate it. I want everything to be neat and clean. I just want someone else to do it! I’ve spent the last 2 days trying desperately to bring my house into some sort of reasonably “company ready” order in preparation for the big 3-year old’s birthday party. I really should have been doing it all along. I even signed up for Flylady so I could get on track. I get and delete the emails. *sigh* There just seem to be so many other pressing matters – Lucy, quilting, computer, emails from my groups, reading, etc. I will find any excuse to get out of the housework. I really should go buy a lottery ticket so I can hire someone to do all this. Back to the grind. One of the cats had an accident on the bedding. This is why I have a cheap store-bought quilt on the bed and my own quilts up on the wall!