The day after Christmas

Yesterday was pretty much a comedy of errors.

Maybe errors is too strong of a word. The day was just nonstop. Nonstop people, nonstop visiting, nonstop cleaning, nonstop eating, nonstop everything.

It started early with an immediate full house. Our housekeeper comes on Fridays, so she showed up around 7 a.m. I took the dog out for a walk, after visiting with her about Christmas for a bit. As I come back from the walk, the Direct TV guy is standing on the doorstep. The housekeeper wouldn't let him in, and Mike hadn't gotten up with his alarm. So the poor guy was just standing there, confused.

We needed the Direct TV guy to come because none of the DVRs worked after the first install. We come to learn this is because we have too many lines running into the house, because we have SIX televisions, and THREE DVRs. He informs us we need a SECOND satelite dish to accommodate. (Or, we can get rid of a TV or two, but come on, seriously?)

Because we're home from work, we tell him to go ahead. So the Direct TV guy and the housekeeper, and me, and Mike and Mike's parents are all trying to stay out of each other's way. And don't forget Goldie, who has no interest in staying out the way, but would rather be directly underfoot.

(And for the record, here's why I didn't ask the housekeeper not to come - there was a week a month or so ago when we accidentally locked her out by locking the storm door, and even though the following week we tried to pay her for the missed week, she wouldn't take it. So I wanted her to come, and I knew I'd just ask her to stop where ever she was at 11 a.m.)

Mike's parents do me a huge favor and go to the grocery store and so that at least gives a little more room. Still, the remaining four (five with Goldie) are all stumbling all over each other.

My father in law (Joe)'s brother, wife and three kids were planning on coming down from York for the day. So we were serving sandwiches for lunch when they arrived, then the plan was for the whole group to go to a museum.

The Direct TV guy finished at about 11:45 a.m., thank goodness, I drove the housekeeper to the Metro, and we whipped out some sandwich makings for 11. I decided to let everyone else go to the museum, and I'd clean up, and prep for dinner that night and the next night (my family is coming today, Saturday).

The American History Museum was so crowded, they said, that everyone ended up coming back about an hour earlier than I expected.

Snacks out, drinks served, grill fired up. Dinner and desert for 11 again, more visiting, and they left around 8:30 p.m.

Joe and I did some kitchen dancing while he made sticky buns and I tried to get a few things prepped for today. I completely crashed around 11 p.m.

No pictures at all of yesterday! But it's a little after 1 p.m. on Saturday, and I'm taking this quick break before my siblings and their families arrive. I've already snapped a few pictures of the lasagna in a making, so tomorrow I'll post up how today went!