I reread last night's blog post and felt a little bitchy for the things I said.
Then my sister-in-law drove up to use OUR pool, and I didn't feel bitchy anymore.
Hubby and I had walked in the park and then taken our breakfast back to the park for a little impromptu early-morning picnic, and then he did some yard chores while I stayed inside and pretended to be busy.
Then his sister drove up, and after a while of doing outside work, Hubby said he was going to get in the pool too.
I proceeded to get busy in earnest. I vacuumed upstairs and downstairs, stripped the bed, put in a load of laundry (it sneaked up on me this week), cleaned the bathroom, and unpacked my suitcase from the conference.
I was out of excuses, and I had to go outside in order to avoid being OUTWARDLY bitchy.
She stayed for three hours. But at least the house is clean.