Tuesday, June 05, 2007


It was bound to catch up with me eventually.

Y'see I live in the bush [ well, yeah, most of you know that already ] and even though I've only been up here a few years, I am now a more or less bona fide, card carrying, rural person. This means I rarely lock the doors. People have enough trouble finding the place even when they have directions. Any persons of nefarious persuasion would need at the very least a mud map, a compass, and a packed lunch to get here.

Oh sure, I deadlock the front door and the laundry door but I don't always remember to do the same to the kitchen door unless I'm heading out of town.

Today that habit came and bit me on the bum.

Relax. I didn't get burgled or anything like that.

Actually it was worse

much worse.

Backing up a bit for exposition:

Since the weekend I've had a fairly nasty migraine ... all gone now, thanks for asking :] ... so things like dishes and beds kinda didn't happen. Today I woke up sans migraine but instead of mucking into the neglected houswork, I took off to Daylesford with Jeanette for our monthly knitting binge at Purl's Palace, secure in the knowledge that there would be no visitors until Chris and Maz arrive on Thursday.

What I didn't count on was that each and absolutely EVERY one of my 2nd-and-4th-tuesday quilt class ladies had not taken account of the 5th Tuesday in May ... yep ... they all, singly and in groups, rocked up to my place. The havoc within was clearly visible through the full length glass door .

Can we say sprung????

but wait... there's more...

At least one of them just went ahead and let herself in so she probably also saw the unmade beds and the overflowing laundry...

Geeze, you'd think she could have at least done the damn dishes for me.

How do I know all this? Because, dear friends, I arrived home to a note on the front door and three separate messages on the phone. Everyone figured that there must have been some awful emergency and that either David or I must be somewhere ensconced at the local hospital. They were concerned for me. This is all to the good that I have friends who are concerned.

Unfortunately I also now have friends who know that I am quite capable of going out and leaving a sink full of dishes and beds unmade.


but then

on the good karma side of the equation:

this arrived in the mail yesterday from the lovely Donni at Good Yarn Karma. There are several really nice tops in there that are begging to be added to THE LIST. I probably shouldn't show it to my darling daughter

Now in case you haven't caught up with the concept yet: GYK
is a website where Bloggers [ yes that's a prerequisite] can list yarn, knitting books, mags, etc that they are prepared to gift to a new home or swap. It's a fabulous idea and deserving of your attention. Current yarn, vintage yarn, wool, acrylic, novelty stuff, mohair. It matters not. Someone will be happy to receive it. It's all about what goes around coming around.

and just for the record
I haven't done the dishes yet.
I'm going, I'm going. Sheesh.


lisette said...

yikes! just as well they didn't come to my place - i'm sure it's much worse :)

glad the migraine has gone

Mia said...

damn the dishes.. really... she COULD have done them for ya ::laughing::

sounds like you live in the same sort of place as I intend to retire to :) Rural with a capital "R" ::laughing::

Glad you're feeling better and thanks for that quote.. I'm printing that one out and tacking it to my board to I can read it and remember. :)

catsmum said...

btw my lovelies, the quote that Ms Mia [ knitter and clogger extraordinaire ] is referring to:

'bout the only difference between a stepping stone and a stumbling block is in the way that you use them !

Val said...

For a minute there I thought you were going to say they found out something really nasty about you.

Don't stress. Just think, you've given people the opportunity to feel superior, heh heh!

Tanya Brown said...

Ah, the horror - a few unmade beds and some dirty dishes! God knows I've never done anything like that myself before. (Snort!)

One of the best housekeeping tips I ever saw advised tossing one's dirty dishes in the oven if surprise guests showed up. This has always struck me as ingenious, provided that one doesn't intend to cook.

Debbie said...

Oh, that story's giving me flashbacks. When my daughter was about 2, I had a phase when I kind of let things go around the house. Didn't matter because we never had unexpected guests. Hah. One day an acquaintance stopped by on the spur of the moment to bring something over for me. She had her 3-year-old daughter along, a really sweet but no-holds-barred kinda kid. She looked around the living room in wonderment and asked, "Mom, why is her house so MESSY?"

It's cool that you live in a place where you can leave a door unlocked and where your neighbors are genuinely oncerned.

Sheepish Annie said...

I haven't made my bed in years. Literally. Does this make you feel any better? Probably not...

Good friends don't really care, though. What's a dirty dish or two between friends, right?

I'm glad that the migraine seemed to have backed off enough that you could get out and about!

Caitlin O'Connor said...

"If you wanna see me, come anytime. If you wanna see the house - make an appointment!!"

Migraines *shudder* 'orrible thingz.

So they know you're HUMAN and not superwoman after all?!?! I bet they're all secretly relieved because, my dear EVERYONE DOES IT. Well, everyone with a LIFE, anyway.

"A clean house is the sign of a wasted life." Yep!

mehitabel said...

Or as a friend of mine proclaims, "Dull women have immaculate houses." Much better to spend your post-migraine time knitting than doing dishes and making beds. After all, the dishes will just get dirty again and the beds will need to be remade again! Good friends are more important than housework, any day!

Bells said...

oh god how awful! I would want to die....

Good yarn karma is the best. Love it!

Lisa L said...

Oh my, oh my! Funny though, in my house it's my husband who would have a fit if this happened to us -(yes, he's a much better housekeeper - if he didn't vacumn it would never happen . . . ;-) I'd just figure it's bound to happen to all of us at one time or another!

Donyale said...

Happy to Oblige! Glad you like my baby Good Yarn Karma too

Laume said...

Well dang, that's what I get for being so behind on my blog reading - everyone else has used up all the good quotes on this one. But for the record, I would have seen your dishes and unmade bed and felt relieved to find your house looked just like mine.

Well. Since mine is in the middle of a complete makeover, it looks a heckuva lot better than mine.

Okay, who am I kidding. Even on a good day, yours is probably still tidier.