The Struggle Is Real
It's Monday of Thanksgiving week. My house resembles a war zone, seriously not exaggerating. Maybe a little, it just looks I have three boys under 7 and they were left unsupervised. To be clear they were supervised, we just let them ransack the place for some odd reason. I guess I like to clean??? Hmm. I am tempted to throw the toys littering almost every room in a big box headed straight for Goodwill. Usually I would do the minimum today to make this place somewhat livable, and go work on something that pays, but it's almost Turkey Day! Which means my fam and potentially unexpected guests will be walking through the door, I better clear a path.
The kids have school Monday and Tuesday and that's it. Oh my. I would usually work on my design projects M/W/F, as well as the Section house, looks like we are at a standstill for this holiday week. Which is fine, but gives me a little anxiety about the double workload of the coming week. Section is SUPER close to being done, I want to ignore the mess here at the Meininger Manse and pack up my tool bag to head over there. Not happening. Have to clean my house. I feel like a teenager. Gah. And the mom at the same time.
Last weekend was a great one though! We had a progressive dinner party with some close friends that we don't get to see nearly enough. We all have gaggle of littles and it's just hard to match up schedules to be together. I am so glad we did. Loads of laughter about how old we are and how we don't understand things like "the mannequin challenge" we tried anyway, so funny! And the food! Don't get me started. Everyone outdid themselves and even though we didn't have our main until 10pm it was perfect!
On Saturday Jason and I were dealing with an ailing elderly family member in the hospital but we managed to stop in to my friend Andrew's 30th surprise party. It was a 'dress like Andrew' surprise!! How hilarious is that? And has a distinct style and it was fun to see everyone's recreation of it. The best I think was his dad, Kim, who with his beard colored in brown, sure looked his son's twin! Andrew was a bit taken aback to be cloned by 35 of his nearest and dearest. He said to me "I guess I wear a lot of flannel??" He does.
I also did a little tablescaping yesterday as I picked up some bad ass brass pheasants at Goodwill over the weekend. I couldn't resist taking some pictures of them. Can't decide if they need a polish or I should embrace the patina. Probably the latter, because ain't nobody got time for the former today.
Okkkkk time to get with the program. 'Til next week friends.. or the next or the one after that.