The house after I gave it a top to bottom cleaning /photo by Kevin Pieper
We spent this past weekend back in our hometown. We had a lot of good food and good times with our friends, which included going and visiting their homes.
All of them very beautiful and much more immaculate than I keep mine! As I’ve written before, I’m not a terrible housekeeper, but I’m not and never have been, my mother either.
Some of these homes we’ve spent considerable time in, such as our former neighbor’s. We lived across the street from them for 17 years and their home almost feels like home to us, we had so many holidays, events for their kids, 4th of July pool parties and just evenings visiting with them.
One was another friend who moved to this house after we moved, we’ve been there several times; I even spent a night there on my way to a professional conference last summer.
The last home we visited was for the first time. Like us, she lives in the country with their rescue dogs.
When we were sitting and visiting, in each of our friend’s homes, I kept finding myself looking around at different things, some of which I wished I still had room for: My china cabinet with my pretty “good” dishes, a large sofa and two recliners, lots of kitchen cabinet space and my own bathroom.