ok, let’s face it, i’m not the perfect housewife and i will never be.

i keep my apartment clean and there is always room to walk but i have all these little piles of things here and there and i usually just clean around them instead of picking everything up, clean, and putting the things back. there’s dust here and there but again nothing that is out of control. people stay over at my place voluntarily (so it can’t be too bad) and feel comfortable. but still, whenever someone is staying longer than an hour i get antsy and want my place to be shiny and dust free and perfect… i realize i am running after an idea of perfectness that can never be achieved by me. i’m just not the type of girl who thinks of cleaning as a hobby or something like that. i can stand a few used dishes here and there. and i can stand dust bunnies. eventually the time comes and things get tidied up and life in perfect housewife-land is good again. for a day or two

i’ll be using my upcoming vacation to sort through letters and documents i have in my “to file” pile. sounds like a plan, doesn’t it?

dust bunnies? make yourselves at home, you are safe for now.

franzi