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[eee1313]

I love my mom. I really do. But sometimes it's liek she completely forgets who I am. For example, she just called me here at work to ask what my plans were for the night. I had planned last week that I'd come over for dinner tonight, seeing as how my Uncles are in town. Apparantly, Mom forgot, which is understandable considering how many house guests she'll be having this week.

Mom then suggested that I drive out to their place, pick up my Uncles, and take them back to my apartment in the OP so they could see it. Then, after Mom and Dad drive into the city to pick up my aunt, they could drop by my place on the way back and nab my uncles. It sounds like a good plan. It's actually a very good plan. Except that my mom completely forgot who I am. And I am a person who lives in complete chaos. She should know this. I need at least 24-hours' notice before people come to visit, so that I can get things in order. Today, I got exactly 0 hour's notice. That's not cool, Mom. Not cool at all.

So I told her that currently I have:
* a sink full of dirty dishes
* a room littered with laundry, as I was sorting it this morning before leaving for work
* two carpets in desperate need of vacuuming
* an unmade bed
* a toilet and sink that need cleaning
* old mail and wrapping paper all over my coffee table
* a litterbox to clean

I can get this all done, and in very little time, but not without proper notice. Sheesh, Mom. Really.

So I told her that just ain't gonna work. Instead, I'm going over there as planned, will have dinner and hang out with the Uncles, and clean tomorrow night. Friday I have the dinner party at Dan's, and so I figured the Uncles and my aunt can come over on Saturday to see my place. It's all good.

Why couldn't Mom have just called last night about this? Really.

Comments

to quote Barb, Well, duh!

[(Anonymous)]

Hey, Eeperdeeper, don't sweat it. You know that the Uncles wouldn't have really cared if your place was dirty; they might just want some time away from Mom and Dad. The OP is such a cool place; could you pick them up and drop them off where you, me, and Jennnnnn went shopping and let them "browse" for 1-2 hours, while you go home and clean like a banshee? (I know banshees don't clean, they scream, but I like saying it) Maybe get them the S'Mores we wanted at that restaurant... I don't know. I wish I was there (sorta) to see everyone, but it's always nice to sit back and let you tell me all about the fun, Fun, FUN that is our family. Let me know the plans!

Re: to quote Barb, Well, duh!

[eee1313.livejournal.com]

See, but there's dirty, and then there's... my place. It's not really DIRTY, but it's cluttered. And the kitchen is atrocious. The concept of dropping them off so they can window-shop in downtown OP sounds like a good plan, but considering it's about 8° outside, I really don't think they'd be up to that. Also, I don't think they need time away from Mom and Dad just yet, considering they just got in last night. They'll be around till Tuesday, so I've got time to show them my place. I'm more concerned about having Aunt Julie see it, as she's said she wants to check it out.

[sunbrae.livejournal.com]

I need at least 24-hours' notice before people come to visit, so that I can get things in order.

I'm the exact same way. I try to keep some semblance of order in case someone drops by, but for entertaining, I need at least 24 hours notice.

Once, when we lived in IL, my mother-in-law called Thursday morning and said she and my f-i-l were arriving Friday night. That may seem like the requisite 24 hrs., but Mr. Sun and I both worked third shift and she was calling in the middle of our 'night'. How was I supposed to clean, shop for food, go to work all night, and rest? So I muttered, "She calls on Thursday?!?!?" and she heard me through the phone. She hung up because I made her cry. I felt bad, but dude - a little notice. They stayed with friends.

[eee1313.livejournal.com]

Bwa ha ha ha! I shouldn't laugh, but it's funny!