I came to my senses...

I love when I invite someone over with little time to prep. Unless it's mi amiga Nikkie from across the street...who gets what she gets when she comes over whenever. Any one else I pretty much go through the same cycle:

panic...ask myself "what was I thinking?"...yell loudly encourage the kiddos while I'm tangled in the vacuum cord and using my left foot to push the coffee table around to get under it, that they need to relocate the 12 pairs of flip-flops, 2 pairs of cleats form last nights practice, the single pink crock by the stairs while I put my yoga skills to use and gracefully look under the sofa for the matching shoe while maintaining deep breathing and vacuum pattern. Remind Kalee to hang a clean towel in the bathroom, Bear to wipe the sink and toilet down-in that order, get disgusted when I step in the tray of 'bug goop' that my Dad and Step-Mom sent them in the most recent package, salsa my way into the kitchen and throw the 3 dirty cups in the dishwasher, drag the nearest towel over the counter, light a candle for a welcoming scent...

...and I came to my senses...

She is a stay-at-home-mom of 3 and has baby #4 on the way. Who am I tryin' to fool?!?!

So I put the vacuum away, kicked the hot wheels to the corner, cranked the A/C cooler and decided to concentrate on finding that Martha/Mary balance because I long to be more like both of them.

Balance. Yes, I said the "B" word...