So, Friday morning, about 7:30 I hear Martin's phone ring. I don't get to it in time, but I see it's from his mom in California, and she left a message.
I check the message, and it's all "Hi martin, this is your mom. I'm in the Sacramento airport right now, and will be up there in a few hours. Your sister is picking me up. I'll call you when I get in."
AAAAAAAAGH!!
How's that for notice? So, I'm looking around my thrashed house/yard and silently panicking. She calls later that night, and says she's coming to visit us on Sunday.
One day.
ONE DAY to get everything ship-shape.
She owns this place, you see....
So, Saturday consisted of OVERHAULING the inside of my house, and overhauling the yard. My poor neighbor was out on her hands and knees digging up the front, raking up pine needles, mowing, edging, you name it. In short, we worked our asses off. By Saturday night, we were exhausted, but looking at what we accomplished, thinking "whoo hoo!". (and I totally forgot to get before/after pics)
So, fast forward to Sunday. His mom shows up late afternoon, and is here for about 2 hours, before she heads back to his sister's. TWO HOURS PEOPLE!! I am sore in muscles I didn't even know I had for a TWO HOUR VISIT!!
So, later that night, I go to borrow something from our neighbor, and she asked if Martin's mom was still here.
Me: "Uh, no...she left a while ago"
Neighbor: "Is she coming back??"
Me: "No....well, maybe Tuesday for a little bit, but otherwise, no...."
Neighbor: *Blank stare*
Me: "Heh....yeah, we did a lot of work for such a short visit...."
Neighbor: *Weak laugh* (Followed by what I'm sure was beating her head on the wall once she shut the door)
In short.....OW!!!
And I stayed up til 5 this morning playing Diablo on the computer.
Kill me.
LOL, damn. I'm not sure I would have went to all that trouble!
Posted by: Hilly | June 18, 2007 at 12:33 PM
I KNOW I wouldn't have gone to all that trouble. And what's with the absolutely no notice? Who freaking DOES that?
Posted by: Karl | June 19, 2007 at 04:35 AM
That settles it. I am inviting you, and then your MIL, to my house. Can't wait to see what it looks like clean!
Posted by: Belinda | June 20, 2007 at 07:28 PM