Argh! Your living room looks like a thrift store on sale day and your dishes are piled up in the sink. And now your friend is on the phone, begging to come over with her kids so they can get a break from their tiny apartment. What do you do? Do you say "come on down!" or start feeling around for a way out?
I found myself in close to this exact scenario just last week - after being laid up in bed for three days, and having only done the bare minimum of tidying during that time, I found myself well again and meeting a friend at the playground equidistant from both of our apartments. The only problem was - the playground was closed. Now what? She was in the process of moving, with all her toys stashed away. Her kids were climbing the walls. Was I really going to say "sorry, my house is a mess, see you later?"
As hard as it is for those of us who pride ourselves on beautiful homes, there are times we need to prioritize people over perfection. Sure, a tidy house makes guests feel at ease, but there are those moments between friends when all you're looking for is a couch to flop on and a nice, hot cup of tea. When you don't care about the chaos that's around you, when you just need to be in someone else's space, talking to another adult, about adult things, while your kids are occupied with other kids.
The question is, could we be that couch, even if the couch is not clear of books and toys? Or that cup of tea when all our cups need rinsing first?
Do you mind hosting playdates on days when your house is...far from perfect?