How to be golden
Apr. 23rd, 2011 11:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceOkay, so I have guests on their way. They're coming from the far south and will be hours on the road, but cannot now be interrupted from this end. Which means I have limited time, in which to do much.
Karen says that all I have to do is clean the bathroom and change the sheets, and then I'm golden. Myself, I suspect that this is not quite true, tho' a good beginning.
I am not at heart a list-making artefact, but none the less. Here for my own instruction is my uninteresting list of what I have to do before they get here. I will add to it and strike from it as more ideas and/or work occur. Please, by all means, move along. I'm only doing this because it seems to be what others do, so perhaps it helps.
Buy all the chickens.*
Change the bed.
Pick everything up off the floor in:the bedroom; bathroom; stairs; dining room; living room.**
Sweep:the bedroom; bathroom; stairs; dining room.
Vacuum the living room.
Make sourdough.
Wash all the dishes.
Move everything off the tables.**
Become golden.
* As well as having![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
pennski and bookzombie to stay, I am also expecting m'niece abserdman to turn up Sunday evening with two dogs. She is en route southwards, and her ongoing train doesn't leave till dawn on Monday morning. So I shall entertain her overnight, with chicken. Before you ask, I have No Idea how the boys will react to two dogs. I am trying not to have expectations, on the sensible grounds that whatever happens, it won't be that.
** Um. This is a cluttered house, and much of the clutter accumulates on tables & floor. I entertain the charming notion that the house will somehow manifest other space into which it can all be absorbed, before people walk through the door. We shall dub this n-space, for Naivety. I'll let you know...
Karen says that all I have to do is clean the bathroom and change the sheets, and then I'm golden. Myself, I suspect that this is not quite true, tho' a good beginning.
I am not at heart a list-making artefact, but none the less. Here for my own instruction is my uninteresting list of what I have to do before they get here. I will add to it and strike from it as more ideas and/or work occur. Please, by all means, move along. I'm only doing this because it seems to be what others do, so perhaps it helps.
Pick everything up off the floor in:
Sweep:
Vacuum the living room.
Make sourdough.
Wash all the dishes.
Move everything off the tables.**
Become golden.
* As well as having
pennski and bookzombie to stay, I am also expecting m'niece abserdman to turn up Sunday evening with two dogs. She is en route southwards, and her ongoing train doesn't leave till dawn on Monday morning. So I shall entertain her overnight, with chicken. Before you ask, I have No Idea how the boys will react to two dogs. I am trying not to have expectations, on the sensible grounds that whatever happens, it won't be that.** Um. This is a cluttered house, and much of the clutter accumulates on tables & floor. I entertain the charming notion that the house will somehow manifest other space into which it can all be absorbed, before people walk through the door. We shall dub this n-space, for Naivety. I'll let you know...