Resisting the Urge

My parents will be here in less than a week.  It's the first time in my whole life that they have come to stay at my house.  Eat here.  Sleep here.  Be here.  I am resisting the urge to open every drawer and make sure it's perfect. It's not an easy battle.  One that will last for the next 3 or so weeks.  I don't want to spend the time they are here worried about how clean, how organized everything is.  I want my parents to feel relaxed here... to be able to stretch out their souls.  The point is not that I impress them with my house-keeping skills but to be together.  So, come sit down MarthaApril.  MaryApril is pouring another cup of coffee on the balcony while we all have a nice long chat.