Sanity out the window

For the past two weeks our house has been crazy! Now when I say crazy, I mean diaperless babies running around screaming while I follow behind wondering where I left my sanity. 

Of course our road to the crazy house had to start right when the weather is getting nicer and there are a million and one things on my husband and my to-do list. I don’ t know if it is like this for all married couples, but my husband seems to live in this fantasy world that our home and everything in it just magically stays clean and put away. Now if he came home at lets say 11:25 am, right after my son finished his snack, our home would look like a miniature tornado just went through it. So one of the first things on my to-do list during the weekends is to catch up on the deep down dirt that my little monsters and three dogs like to drag through our home. Now for some reason this seems crazy to my husband who thinks that the only thing on the agenda is to tend to his “baby”, our yard.

Don’t get me wrong, I like to work in the yard every now and then to de-stress and give it my mom touch, but lets face it, the yard is dirty. I think I spend enough time during the week dealing with dirty things, I don’t really want to dive head first into a big pile of dirt that has bugs in it. Yes that may sound prissy, and I don’t care.

Anyway, I digress. For the first time in two years my husband and I thought it would be a wonderful idea to have a BBQ. This would be our chance to show our new friends our beautiful home while exchanging stories and sipping wine. At least this is what I had imagined in my head. Now for the reality, my husband left almost the entire to-do list for the day of the BBQ, twenty-five different chores to do in the matter of five hours, while chasing down a toddler, a baby, and two puppies. I was ready for bed before the party even started. By the time everyone got there I felt like a walking zombie, just going through the motions.

I don’t know who made it the social norm that your house has to be clean before you entertain. It’s really a sick joke. You work so hard to make your house perfect, then in the course of 3-4 hours it just gets trashed. There a bottles and cups everywhere, food left in all different corners, your sparkling floors went from perfect to having a slight brown film on them. Then by the end of the night you are so tired, the last thing you want to do it pick up the mess, so you go straight to bed to wake up to a kitchen that looked like it exploded in the middle of the night.  That is exactly what I woke up to this morning.

While I was cleaning my third load of dishes it hit me…..I had invited everyone to our Easter dinner party. Maybe that third glass of wine wasn’t the best idea. Lol. My Easter party has slowly been increasing in size over the past two weeks. The initial small family dinner was now a huge production with 30 people attending. My first thought was how in the world did this happen? I am not a cook, I can barley get through cooking dinner. But then the purpose behind the party came to light. Our celebrations and BBQ’s are to enjoy the presence of the people we like and love. There was no way I would have any of our friends or family be alone on a beautiful day, let alone on a holiday.  So, I guess for the next week our crazy house is just going to get a little crazier while I figure out how to organize an egg hunt and dinner party for 30 people. Thank god for Pinterest and mothers who know how to cook!

Have a blessed Week!