I knew Kathy was going to help clean out mom's house. I was moved when Elizabeth said she would keep her promise to help me like I helped her when her mother died, and overjoyed when she said the girls could come. Not real surprised that Memphis has to come. Was not expecting Mandalynn. Sean wants to see the house one last time, and he and Lee will be there to do heavy lifting (How much of that will there be to be done the first two days? That's as long as Sean can stay.) Now Elizabeth's niece and her two grown daughters are going to join us, driving in from Michigan, and also a dear friend of Kathy's just to babysit. Everyone thinks it's going to be a great party. We have nine days to get that house totally empty - totally - and cleaned. Almost 2,000 square feet plus a three car garage with workshop. This is no party, folks.
The trip to Galesburg from Seattle is four hours on a plane and three hours on a train, plus a delay in between. You don't get in until 8:30 at night. It's grueling. Going to print out everyone's boarding passes so I can pay for their luggage on line. Pick up a rental van at O'Hare, go back to the airport to collect all the luggage, give them cab fare and hope they can find their way to their train at Union Station. At least a couple will ride in the car with me - I want that only because if everybody arrives at the Galesburg station at once I can't fit them all in one van, and there are no taxis in Galesburg anymore. I'll arrive around 5:00 and immediately go out on a grocery run for at least wine and coffee. Wish like hell everyone would just stay in the hotel that night and face the house in the morning after breakfast (that's what the boys and I are doing), but Elizabeth insists she doesn't want me to spend the money and doesn't want to stay in the non-smoking hotel. So there will be digging around for bed linens and blankets, and seeing if the old drip coffee machine will run, when I could be chilling at the hotel.
There are two double beds, 3 sofas and a recliner. I keep trying to explain that when Sara and Jo Lee and her daughters arrive there will be no where for them to sleep but on a shabby carpet, but Elizabeth keeps insisting they will get by, that they've done worse. I'm not sure there are even enough blankets in the house.
And what about when we're nearing the end? We have to be rid of those beds, blankets, and coffee maker, folks. Cause you leave on a 7:30 A.M. train; there won't be time in the morning.
Good gods, why didn't I just rely on my own nieces and a good cleaning service? I mean, like I don't have enough on my mind without playing travel agent and hostess?!