A couple of months ago, my pastor husband asked if I would mind letting a traveling band of musicians stay in our home for a night. We were scheduled to be out of town that evening, the church was needing to find them a place to stay after they performed a concert for the congregation, and it seemed like an all-around easy solution. I said sure, it would be no problem.
Fast forward to T minus 6 days, and it was no longer an easy solution and was in fact a huge problem. What had I been thinking? A group of people I didn't know staying in my home without us there? This called for some SERIOUS CLEANING!
I've always thought of myself as a clean person. (Almost) everything has a place, and (almost) everything can be put it in its place in pretty quick order in my house. But, this was not the usual scenario for company. These people weren't just coming over for dinner or coffee, they were going to shower, sleep, prepare their own breakfast, and possibly do laundry here. They were going to see into closets, cabinets, bathtubs (shriek!), and who knows, maybe behind couches?