I don't know how you people do it.
We were anticipating a visit from a Somewhat Important Person yesterday, a person we had never met and who was therefore unaware of our true woodchuck lifestyle. Because this Somewhat Important Person was visiting in a professional capacity, we felt it behooved us to not frighten him off with a shotgun in the parlor and four lunging dogs. So, we had to pick up the house a little. And shut the dogs away.
Our house is pretty impressive when it's all cleaned up. Thank God for inherited antique splendor. So we did the whirlwind clean-up that always occurs when you hear someone is coming in ten minutes (don't pretend you don't do this--I know you do). But in our case, our whirlwind clean-up required the removal of a couple of tackle boxes and fishing poles from the front porch; the remains of a vole on the patio; the aforementioned shotgun from the parlor (what? it's hunting season!); about three dozen books from a table in the dining room (literacy is nothing to be ashamed of, but it is awfully cluttery); and a bright orange jacket (hunting season again). THEN, just when I was about to get a cup of coffee and escape upstairs, I spied the cat vomit on the rug in the dining room.
Nice, cats. Thanks so much for your assistance.
I did manage to get that cleaned up before Mr. Somewhat Important Person arrived. He exclaimed appropriately about our elegant home. I suspect the elegant impression would have been somewhat compromised had he stepped in cat vomit.
I won't tell if you won't.
P.S. Well. I appear to be featured on a tiny, obscure little site called I Am Bossy today. This is roughly equivalent to a band with a YouTube video being featured on MTV. And OF COURSE today's post involves cat vomit. Welcome to my life, Bossy readers! Bossy posted a photo that went along with this post back in March. Interestingly enough, I have been wearing that exact same sweater for the past three days. Perhaps I could use some new clothes . . .
8 comments:
Ten minutes? At the moment I couldn't even put a dent in it in ten minutes. Maybe I'd put my arm in a sling...
Congratulations on the feature! You deserve it! I had to laugh about shotguns in the parlor...I've had one in my car for the past week. It is definitely that time of year.
YAY! Kristin and puppy!
(And I am way impressed that you are still wearing a non-maternity sweater.)
Congrats! Now it's time to update the photo to include the baby bump.
You're an internet superstar! Congrats on the exposure!
(I can get up to decent-looking-home in just 10 minutes ONLY if hubby helps and guests don't venture beyond the living room :-) and heaven help them if they need to use the loo.)
==lennie==
Wow!!!!! I found you BEFORE Bossy made you famous.
Now, who is the semi-important person?
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Oh, the cat vomit!! My mom always hated our patterned carpet, but she said it was the only design that hid cat vomit.
Now I have bunnies; they don't vomit. Really. Their litter boxes are a bit smelly, though.
we do the ten minute dash too - and it is amazing what shutting the door on the bedrooms can do for an instant "lift" ;)
(plus it gives you exprea space to hide some of the junk lol!)
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