Cleaning, organizing, panicking

This Friday, we are hosting a dinner for 80 college swimmers (son #4's team). Panic is beginning to set in. How on earth are we going to fit 80 people into our smallish house? I'm pretty sure we can't repeal that law of physics for the evening--you know, the one about no two bodies can occupy the same space at the same time.

In an attempt to make more space, I've been cleaning and packing things away. This is actually a good thing. I was never into the fall and spring housecleaning thing, but doing a thorough vacuuming, dusting, and sorting should probably happen more than once a decade. (Unfortunately, this is not much of an exaggeration.)

So now you know what I'm doing this week.