I got "none" dust!

Zip. Zero. Zilch. None. Nada. Nil.
That's how much dust you can find in my house
at this very moment.
Don't believe me, huh?
Then just grab your white gloves and scoot right on over to check it out yourself.


Company's comin' for dinner tomorrow night
so I've put myself into gear & put a "Martha Stewart Shine" on everything I own. Ok, Ok, even put the shine on a few things I'm still paying for. . .
It's just dinner for a few good friends (& their husbands),
not a photo shoot,
but for some reason I mentally can't differentiate
between the two. . .
Cleaning is in my DNA;
which makes it completely my Mother's fault!
(Don't you just love it when you can blame yet
another thing upon your hardworking,
all-sacrificing Mom.??)

We'll laugh.
We'll talk.
We'll eat.
And no one will notice or even care
about the absence of dust.

** Sooooo, why do we do this to ourself? **