A Good Showing

*Warning* Semi-adult content in this post

Ok ladies and gentlemen, I'm going to share with you a little story.
The owner of our realty company called this afternoon and made an appointment to show our house at 6:15pm this evening. Praise God! I ran around and cleaned like a madwoman. Everything sparkled and all items were in their proper places. I couldn't have been more pleased.
We went to the gym around 4:30 as usual, and we arrived home at 5:45--just in time for Grandma Duke to pick Caitlin and Christian up for VBS at her church. That just left me, John, and Caroline. Knowing that we'd have to evacuate before dinner, we made plans to eat out. I ran upstairs to change into something nicer than my workout clothes. Well, I was feeling kind of goofy, so I came downstairs with my unmentionables showing and my shorts in hand--thinking I'd get a laugh out of John and Caroline. Ok, mostly John--because I'm never weird like this.
*face getting red as I type*
When I got downstairs, I realized that the unmentionables I had on weren't the ones I wanted. Finding a better pair, I sent the original ones upstairs with John so he could put them back in my unmentionables drawer--he was going to have to change clothes too--and, after getting ready, I buckled Caroline in the car and waited for John. He came downstairs and we were off to eat. We had Rosa's Cafe---YUM! Then, to kill time we went to Old Navy and Wal-Mart. Gotta love grocery day. Anyway, we get home around 8:15, unload the groceries, and then I took Caroline up to bed. After reading her book and tucking her in, I decided it was time for a nice, long, hot bath. I flipped on the light in our bedroom......and there they were......my unmentionables.....in the middle of the floor.....
I hung my head in complete shame.....then I yelled at John to come look. Get this: he died laughing!!! I didn't think it was so funny. After all, the owner of our realty company and some unkown couple got to see way more than they bargained for in the master bedroom. My mind went 90 miles an hour thinking about what these poor people must have thought seeing a pair of unmentionables in the middle of an otherwise spick 'n span house. Amazing.
John's comment was, "Well think of it this way. That may have been what seals the deal! They might have thought, 'Hey, these sellers are so cool! We just have to buy this house!'" Ugggggg....
Needless to say, I'm not really looking forward to the feedback from this showing. In fact, I think I'll go bury my head in the sand right now. Ahhhhh, the things that happen in the Haskell household...