Clean Maintenence. That is the hardest thing after the clean fest, isn't it? This is where I either turn into a stark raving lunatic on the lines of
"WHO LEFT THEIR SHOES/GLASS/NEWSPAPER/THING/CAT (fill in appropriate word) SITTING HERE? RIGHT HERE WHERE I PAINSTAKINGLY CLEANED?" Yeah. Something like that. Except louder and more shrill.
OR.
The clutter creaps back in. And usually I do not care because I am able to just look at my knitting a bit more intently.
So, my challenge for the next 2 weeks, should I choose to accept it, is to keep a level of functioning clean going on in my home.
I may, or may not, accept this challenge. We'll see!
The first night we had 2 German students because her host was going to a prom all night long. This was good and a more comfortable way, I'm sure for Charlotte to enter our home. Clinging to a friend. The first day was awkward and tense. Or maybe it was just me. I don't think anyone noticed.
Saturday dawned nice and cloudy with a forcast of rain. Which was not good because we had a group picnic planned at the beach. A good old fashioned American Beach Cookout! Luckily the rain stayed away and a good time was had by all.

It took a lot of convincing to get them off the picnic tables, but finally the kids joined in volleyball, whiffle ball and frisbee. This is the part I like best about hosting the students. Introducing them to new experiences.
And while I was there I took a picture of the view for you. Just for you. Cuz that's what kind of person I am. :)

Look, Mom! The Atlantic Ocean!
Lynch Park is my favorite beach around. Turn around from the ocean and you see this:

Well, you'd technically see more of this. But this a camera width of the park. Behind the wall is a rose garden that is breathtakingly beautiful come summer. Right now it's a bunch of stubs with leave buds. Behind the rose garden are the fields that the picnic was taking place.
Beach with grass and trees to shade you: Priceless in my opinion.
On the entrance to the rose garden:


Tomorrow I'll show you that I am indeed knitting again. I thought it was going to be extinct, you know, with all the exhaustion going on.