Prepping the house for Bunko!

So it’s my turn to host Bunko for the month of October. If you know anything about me, you’d know that housekeeping is a dirty word to me. I’d rather work outside, or get greasy working on the cars, etc. It’s worse than the “C” word in my humble opinion, so from here on out, we’ll just refer to it as the “H” word.

I’m doing the “H” word around the house to prepare for this auspicious occasion. I’ve had a number of people offer to bail me out, i.e. I host at their home, which I may do in the future, but I felt this would be a good motivator for me to get off my tushie and do what needs to be done.

After looking at all the other ladies homes, mine doesn’t quite measure up. They have these huge homes and very nicely decorated, while I have a small home and I’ve decorated like a bachelor pad. Not my thing. Diz don’t do froufrou flowers and pretty house decorations. What is a he/she like me supposed to do? Not only that, since our home is small, I’m trying to figure out where I’m putting 3 bunko tables for these ladies to sit. I think this means that I’m going to do some temporary furniture re-arranging. This means that I’m going to have open spots on the carpet that shows where the furniture was. Good Lord….What the hell did I bite off?

The nice thing is that these chicks are pretty cool about life in general, so I think they’ll take my humble abode in stride and work with it. Besides…if I get them all drunk, they won’t see the tiny details…right? Will they notice the horrible stains on the seafoam green carpet that I hope to yank up and replace? And who the hell in their right mind would put a seafoam green carpet in a house located in red clay dirt? Certainly not me! Ah well, gotta suck this one up. Hey…maybe I can hire a housecleaner to come and take care of it for me?