I've been a guest at so many social functions that today, when I ended up as Hostess, I totally bombed it. I'm so used to the designation of "guest" that I neglected to review my responsibilities should I ever find myself carrying the designation "Hostess" unexpectedly, which happened today. An old friend of mom's came over. Auntie's daughter and I used to play together as children, and Cindy and I have not actively spoken or seen each other in almost ten years. Now, the smart thing to do when a guest arrives unexpectedly is to immediately get up and start making tea while mom entertains, but I forgot and started cleaning instead. I didn't even think about tea until Auntie left. --facepalm-- My stupidity knows no bounds.
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