Thursday, October 09, 2008

I Don't Want to Complain, But...

I am a lucky individual. I am healthy. I don't live in an impoverished, war torn or hurricane ravaged country. I have a happy marriage with two beautiful, healthy children. My parents are alive and healthy. I have a lovely home. We can afford nice cars and other luxuries. That being said, can I reserve the right to complain, if only for a teeny, tiny moment, about my cleaning lady phoning in sick on the week that I am expecting twelve people for dinner on one night, then another seven guests over the week-end?

7 comments:

Chantal said...

I would be upset too. Its okay to vent.

Mamalooper said...

Totally valid complaint - of all the weeks! Gah....

motherbumper said...

that is the kind of thing that would make me throw an imaginary punch at the wall

permission fully granted

kittenpie said...

Ouch. I say call the people and tell them you are under quarantine for a suspected case of the plague, then declare it a false alarm later. Or go with anthrax, maybe.

No Mother Earth said...

Absolutely. I don't invite people over precisely because my house is so dirty. 12 then 7 people? Ack.

crazymumma said...

no one will look at ant dust. They want company and food.....

petite gourmand said...

damn her!!!
kidding...

I hope it all went well as I'm sure it did- dust bunnies and all..