And I was terrible at it 🤮🤮🤮
Social situations are not my strong suit.
I have my two friends and then my family that I consistently see on a regular basis.
We ended up staying home for Easter.
Which, honestly, made me pretty bummed out.
I was looking forward to going to my parent's and enjoying the kids being all over them instead of me🫣
Thankfully, my mom so graciously offered to bring us the dinner she had ordered ahead and doubled her existing order so we'd be covered!
The extrovert buried inside of me decided to invite a couple people over, knowing full well my home was not in the condition I'd like before having anyone over.
It's Easter morning. 5 AM
The Easter bunny conveniently forgot to stop by, leaving it all to me and my not so happy to be up husband who I forced to find the baby's basket.
I scramble to get everything together (it was 3 things for each girl and 2 for the baby, so not too bad).
Once that's done, the girls are up and see their gifts.
Which they LOVED.
Good job, Easter Bunny 😉
The theme was "Together"
They were each given a nerf gun and walkie talkies so they could find the bad guys together! (This was the youngest's nerf gun, it definitely packs a less aggressive punch. Nerf Junior)
Then the girls got a bead making kit each and the baby got a chicken shape sorting toy!
My only complaint with the bread making kit is that there aren't enough beads. They had like 10 strings, and not enough beads to cover each one in full.
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We all spent the rest of the morning organizing.
My husband left for work at 1.
I finished my coursework at that time so I finally got off the couch after submitting my assignments only to notice the kitchen was a mess!!!
The sink was full of dishes.
The stove needed a wipe down.
The counters could use one too.
The floors needed to be sweeped.
Naturally, I call and bitch out my husband because I'm an asshole and make everyone suffer with me.
Then, I have no other option but to do this shit on my own as I would not feel very good if people came over and saw my house like this!!!
What a shitty housewife would I be?!
I had exactly 1 hour before people were coming so I busted my ass and got most of it taken care of before my beautiful friend showed up and took over.
THANK YOU SARAH!!!
Everyone else came and it was low key and perfect.
I was happy that I now had the space to share my home, even if it was still not up to godly standards.
I got to host.
I got to step outside of myself and my perfectionism to accept that my house is lived in.
It's not dirty, it's just not as organized as I'd like.
I had someone else so graciously step in (I see you, Sarah).
I got to host my husband's family on my own as he was working.
WHAT A GIFT!
Oh yeah, it wasn't even my own blood family that came over as they had the original dinner plans that I was bummed to be missing.
Nope.
It was my husband's family.
What a gift to be embraced and welcomed by a family I was married into.
Despite my husband not being here, they still wanted to come.
I must me doing something slightly right, right?!
I encourage you, this week, to embrace the chaos of your imperfect (mostly disorganized) house and accept that it's not full of mess, it's full of love.
A lived in home won't look like an IKEA showroom.
A lived in home will have 3 toys you trip on in the entryway coming inside, shoes where they shouldn't be, and stuff shoved in closets haha.
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