Whoops

Hold on to your lugnuts, it's time for an overhaul!

Lugnuts is a funny word. (I should add it to my list.)  I also remembered a couple of other funny words recently, but not long enough to put them on the list. I've forgotten them. (You youngsters just don't understand....)  I'll try to remember to at least text myself when I come across a funny word. Because, really, these are worth sharing. I love funny words. Anything that can put a smile on my face just by thinking of it makes for a great day.

So, where I was really heading with this is not towards funny words (although I'm always happy to make that detour; case in point). What I meant to write about is, holy cow, things are moving fast! I feel kind of like I've entered the part of the rollercoaster ride when you've clinked and slugged to the top of highest point, and then you plunge 400 feet at 95 mph - all your hair is whipped back, your cheeks are flapping in the wind and you have to decide whether you're going to scream in terror or pure delight. I haven't quite decided where I will land on that one, but probably a mixture of both. I'm terrified and yet strangely delighted. Go figure.

In a pretty short period of time, plans are becoming even more clear for us. Funny how you take a step of faith and how God uses that to bless you.... We at least have a general (semi-specific) direction. Kind of like God pointed His finger and said, "Go THAT way!" Well... ok... I guess we'll go that way. But it's taking every ounce of our energy to just keep up. It's pretty exhausting, especially when you see all the details that haven't been given much attention. Gratefully, I've not had to worry about that up to this point, and I don't really plan on worrying about it going forward. I know that God has it all under control, so I've just let Him take the helm.

On another note, we completely forgot we had an open house on Sunday. We got up Sunday morning, I did my usual morning cleaning, making beds, wiping down counters, etc., and then we packed up the kids and went to Mamasan's. I was even boasting, "I think I made record time getting out of the house today!" We returned home around 4:30, and I saw a pile of flyers sitting on my credenza in the kitchen... I thought, "Hmmm.... I know those weren't there before we left." So I walked over to them... and I realized someone had been in the house. Then my thoughts turned to, "Hmmm, I wonder if I missed a text or call about someone wanting to come see the house?" So, I looked around the kitchen and found a note from a realtor that said, "Scott & Kyra, Your house is a delight! We picked a terrible weather day for an open house...."

Open house? Oh, CRAP!  OPEN HOUSE!!!!

I immediately, wandered around the house seeing what all I had left out, forgotten to wipe up, didn't clean, didn't put away, etc.  I didn't vaccuum before we left. I left a wet sweater out on a drying rack in the master bedroom (which I would have NEVER done for an open house). I left Jeffrey's gate out in the hallway (which I would have normally put in the garage). There was a knife in the sink (accompanied by a few little food scraps - awesome). I left my pot pourri pot on the stove full of boiled orange peels and cinnamon (thank God I boiled that in the morning before we left).  There was a pile of laundry in the laundry basket (on top of the washer). There were a handful of other things left undone, but for the most part, the house was clean and straightened before we left. I am SO glad we did what we did. I would have been SO embarrassed if we left everything in total disarray assuming (as sometimes we do) that we'll not likely have a showing, so why bother. While it wasn't show-ready to my standards, it certainly was much cleaner than most open houses we've been to, so I'm seriously grateful for that! It could have been so much worse... Oh my goodness! I texted my realtor to share our oversight and invite her to make fun of us. Hilarious.

Luckily (or perhaps unluckily) due to the weather (and the fact that I still think open houses are a big waste of time), only 1 couple came through. So, in that way, I'm actually really glad I didn't kill myself trying to shine and polish every square inch of the house. No one would have noticed anyway. It was clean and fresh and that's all that matters.

**sigh**  This is what happens when stuff doesn't make it on to my calendar.