Scribblings

The panic sets in

My sister, my cousin Joe and his wife, my cousin Mary, all arrive late tonight. I wander through the house wondering if it’s clean enough. Do the dogs smell? Will the birds screech and scream as only parrots can do when full of joy because there is company in the house and they don’t have to put up with just boring old me? Will someone slip on the icy driveway? Did I put enough salt down? Will one of the dogs poop outside my sister’s bedroom door? Will she step in it before she notices?

OMG… I’m having a nervous breakdown.