Survived

Book group went great.  Quite a few people had to show up late, so it was a very slow trickle in.  We didn’t have a full house until 10.  My friends who have been here on several ocassions made comments and faces over the pristine condition of the apartment.  Except one of them said (with only 2 others here, thankfully), “Oh!  Come see the beds that [Beloved] made in the girls’ room!”

The girls’ room which had been play-date central all afternoon, and while it had been clean at 2, it was a disaster by 5:30 when the girls were doing “routines” and rifling through the clothes drawers to find matching outfits.  Not to mention the “stuffed animal town” they had previously created and then kicked around during their “routine.”  So yeah.  People saw my pristine house, and then went through the door to “real Zuska-ville.”

Oh well.