Now that I have a house, and am at least partially settled, I need to start hosting people for visits more often. I got out of the habit of it when I lived in a tiny decrepit apartment, but that is no longer an excuse. In order to make this more possible, I need to change a few psychological sticking points.
- I have to get over the idea that the house has to be perfect in order for people to come into it.
- I have to decide that it doesn’t have to be a huge production, but can in fact be a cup of tea and some store bought biscuits, or similar.
- I have to agree with myself that people would actually want to come.
February 23
This past weekend I had a delightful sleepover guest at the house for the first time. She brought her own bed, as well as numerous stuffed animals, books, and stacking toys. Yes! My wee niece H came for a visit!
This forced me to do a bit of child-proofing in the “office” which has been my somewhat embarrassing dumping ground for stuff that I don’t have a home for yet. Hurrah! Now I’ve got a room that’s almost livable.
H’s dad came back the next morning to pick her up, and we had a great little play in the park before they left to drive back to Kingston. 19 month olds are exhausting, but awesomely fun.
I’ve also had some other visits from other people, but this is the first sleepover party. Well on the way with goal #3.
