It used to be that when I was expecting guests I’d work myself into a frothy frenzy. I swept dust bunnies, scrubbed toilets, planned meals, grocery shopped, baked brownies from scratch, washed sheets, straightened crooked pictures, Windexed windows, pruned dead leaves off house plants.
I even tackled projects I’d been putting off for weeks, like touching up the scuff marks on the stairway walls. I actually did this once when I was expecting out-of-town guests. Except you know what happened? The touch-up paint I used, the paint that was supposed to blend seamlessly into the walls, was the wrong shade, so I ended up having to paint the entire wall…all just hours before my house guests arrived.
…I’m writing over at Her View from Home about how my approach to hospitality has changed in recent years. Will you join me over there for the rest of the story?