tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711292794607188718.post3197793067193523310..comments2011-11-23T15:42:23.638-05:00E...http://www.blogger.com/profile/04405932437380095945noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711292794607188718.post-90722121299203573552011-11-23T15:42:23.638-05:002011-11-23T15:42:23.638-05:00This is one thing that has been so utterly liberating about having a broken leg. I physically cannot clean my house, so it has to be dirty (or as clean as my husband feels like making it). So when people drop by, it is what it is, and I don't even feel bad about it. I wonder how long this will last??Staciahttp://myfluffybunnies.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711292794607188718.post-22342670618935870412011-11-23T01:04:11.645-05:002011-11-23T01:04:11.645-05:00I'm thankful you didn't spend the day cleaning either. I keep spending too much time cleaning or, more accurately, trying to keep disaster at bay. Need to figure out how to let go and need to be better about inviting people over, knowing they aren't walking into a perfect house. Not even close.mephttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03074153090546740903noreply@blogger.com