Day 14 (-5): Panic Brings Me Back

Just when you thought I'd gone dark forever, here I am again.

I spent the last few days wallowing in self pity for failing to keep my daily blog commitment. And pity brings more of the same.

You might be asking yourself what ended this cycle, and I'll give you one word - panic. (Here's a fun infographic about procrastinators and what finally spurs them to action - "the panic monster.": http://waitbutwhy.com/2013/10/why-procrastinators-procrastinate.html )

While eavesdropping on my husband talking to his parents (confession: I do this all the time. I find it more efficient than wait for him to relay info later), and I heard him invite them to our house to spend the weekend.

[Ack! Ack!]

Don't get me wrong, I am thrilled that they will be staying with us. In fact, in the almost 13 years we've been married, this will be the FIRST time we have ever hosted them overnight.

And there you have it - my panic.

Honestly, my fear of being "found out" as a sub-par housekeeper (maybe even "neglectful." I mean my dishes collected in the sink for three days straight) is the only thing that jolts me into action.

Upon hearing of the in-laws impending visit, I climb upstairs to take a look at the "guest quarters." The bedroom looks feasible - aside from the overflowing closet (see previous post where this was pictured). I then walked through the playroom (disaster, but understandibly so) to the bathroom.

[Enter Psycho music here]

I cannot bear the thought of my in-laws using this bathroom. The paint is peeling above the shower. There are stains of unknown origin on all the walls. I have two boys under the age of six, and I don't even want to know sometimes what's going on in there.

My new project: Operation Bathroom Makeover

Oh, and between four family birthdays, Valentine's Day, and residual Christmas expenses, we have no room in the budget, so I'm doing this on a shoestring. Basically, paint and whatever supplies we already have in the shed.

I've got a week and a half.

It's GO time.

Example of "neglect." The toilet paper dispenser fell off the wall about a year ago. We just this weekend bought a stand. Maybe I'll remove that hardware now.