Ok so like usual I am doing my best as a wannabe housewife when the man tells me two days prior that his friends from out of town are coming to stay with us. So I immediatly envision the shit storm that is going to take place. Which will consist of ranting and raving that the house is an embarrassment, and yada yada. So I get to work, washing al the bedding in the guest room and trying to get caught up on all the laundry because the guest room is right next door to it. to be continued....
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