I feel like I'm getting my house ready for a date. I've spent a lot of time with a bottle of Windex and a roll of paper towels polishing and shining up my house so a complete stranger can come over and determine its worth. Reminds me of dating. Lots of time went into hair, make-up, and duh...the perfect outfit. So the bottom line, you get ready and then you wait trying to be casually calm about the whole thing.
So what am I doing in my sparkling house? Being casually calm and pondering another application of deodorant. Did I mention the guy is 20 minutes late? Geez, Louise.
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