Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Have you ever walked around your house and really looked at the floor and shake your head because you can't believe what you find? Personal confession, "I am not the world's best housekeeper. Actually, I hate housework and I only clean when my mom or friends come over for dinner. I'm the neighbor who greets you at the door and then steps outside and closes the door because I don't want you to get a glimpse of what's inside. I have always wanted to be the woman who sees you at the door and grandly invites you in for a cup of coffee and something sweet that I happen to have in the freezer, but I'm not. So anyway...I'm walking around the house and look down at the corner of my entry way closest to the door and there is a perennial mountain of shoes that collect there. The funny thing is that not one of those shoes has a match...not 1! The question I hate almost as much as "What's for dinner?" is "Where's my shoes?" Often we can't answer this question...or the other one...and my children are seen running through the neighborhood without shoes. It's become a little joke in my neighborhood. I've tried to correct this...but no one is willing to comply. It really is not that big of a problem in the summer...but in January here in Chicago, then it's another story. So...for now I will show you the pile so you know I'm not lying. And then go hunt for the other shoes...maybe I'll start at the neighbor's house. I can't get the picture to upload...you'll just have to trust me.