I do this thing where I invite people over, either for social occasions or as a meeting location. And then I want to fake my death to get out of it. I have delusional expectations that I might possibly be able to get my shit together enough to have a reasonably clean house. Or that having a deadline will “motivate” me.
I am an ass.
Last night I was having a committee meeting here. It’s the only way that I can attend the meeting because Nerdguy has his own commitment on Thursday nights. And until the nanny cam is validated as an approved caregiver, I can’t leave the house.
So I am scrambling around yesterday, as one does when they live with 4 messy people. Can’t clean ahead of time or it will be all undone right?
Also, there is my ADHD. We all know I have it. Nerdguy too. We just can’t get ourselves organized enough to make it official. Who can make appointments or fill out paperwork when those are the exact things we struggle with in the first place???
This is what leads to sorting through paperwork instead of cleaning the bathroom. I felt a sudden pressing need to go through the kids’ schoolwork.
From last year.
Papers everywhere.
Crap.