A word from my sponsor of awesomeness

Y'all wanted Mama Pants's side of the story.  She emailed this to me to post for her.  (I have inserted a comment or two in (parenthetical italics).

My Side Of the Story (please note this is the REAL side)

After two days of working in the Pants condo, I am f'ing thrilled to report to all of you holding-your-breath-hoping-for-exciting-news out there that we totally kick ass.  We are fucking spectacular.  We rock beyond anything ever seen before.  We are beyond damned good.  And we are absolutely not for hire.  In two days we did 80% of what would be a $4 million condo in NYC.  (I think it's 1000 square feet.)

Sarah, my only and much beloved dotter (she knows how to spell daughter--she's done this since I was a kid and I dig it), was amazing beyond words.  Just amazing.  She has some of my DNA but not my really compulsive, anal retentive, do-it-my-way-or-die DNA.  She has the decisive, git 'er done (did you really just reference Larry the Cable Guy?), moving on now DNA.  And, as I had thought long before last Thursday morning, we had a great time.  We laughed, we talked, we questioned, we decided, we rented a storage space for 6 months (which was an unexpected TA DA moment for her), we took endless loads to the dumpster in 90 degree Houston's best, went to lunch, played with the cats, got completely hysterical late Friday afternoon and laughed non-stop for half an hour (stop the flow chart?), cried over sentimental things she had kept since kindergarten (and I - the unsentimental bitch - made her keep forever more), talked family stories and lore, and on and on and on.  Oh and we got almost everything cleaned out, dusted off, and in order.

Now - for the juicy stuff.  TV would not have been interested in our story- no hysterics, no drama.  Sarah has enough swiffers to supply most of the homes in Texas.  (I don't know why I find that so funny - I know who she got that from.)  (I learned it by watching YOU!)  She does not need any more pencils of any kind.  (Remember - she's an artist - I didn't know they made that many different art pencils.)  I now have 5 grandcats - #6 wouldn't come see me but the other 5 are the best cats ever, including my own.  I always take too much "just in case" crap with me when I start a project.  (I have that gene.  It's why I'm so popular at Via Colori.)  She can move anything.  She can get anything - even if it weighs 80 pounds - over the side and into a dumpster.  (It's that fulcrum thing.)  I trip over everything.  (Uh, you forgot that I ate shit in the parking lot over a parking pylon thing?  I can never make fun of you for tripping over one of those again.)  She swears even more than I do.  (Fuck yeah.)  She's afraid I'm going to trip over everything.  When we swear together, it's awesome.  (FUCKING Awesome!)  I learned not to give her the stuff I don't really want to throw away.  (Important lesson for me.  Repeat ten times a day.  All stuff from lesson now thrown away.)  And - Biggest Lesson of All - Sarah Pants really has her shit together.  (I do?  Well, how 'bout that?!)  And I am so proud of her that I am tearing up as I write this.  (Who is this?)

Next up:  The hunt for new floors and window treatments.  It's always fun when the Pants women get together.

Love to each of you and thanks for caring.  (Ditto!)

MP

Comments

[sophie]

Go Pants and Mamma Pants! Much love to you both As I have said before, this makes me so happy because I have BEEN THERE/DONE THAT and still trying to stay on top of the *shit-that-tries-to-sneak-into-the-corners* battle. I remember how much I smiled when I posted a "tour of my house" on Flickr...remembering all the times I would have been horrified if anyone could see my house (and the one time I made a good friend sit in the car while I ran in to change). You guys completely rock, and I am so thrilled. Also, wicked cool that you were able to hang out and laugh--fucking quality time if I ever heard of it.

[Serena]

Loved reading these posts! Having your place all organized and refreshed has to feel wonderful. And, someday when you move out of there, it will be even easier for your efforts today. Not to mention all the fun you'll have in your clean place before then, and all the good memories you're making with Mama P!

Congratuations on your organization! If you ever decide you are for hire, you can come on out to Ohio and give me a hand!!

[Caitlin]

I love you, Mamma Pants! I know I'm part of the family, but can you adopt me and make it official? And then can you come help get all of this crap out of my parents' house?

[April]

I knew your mom was awesome - but this - this is super awesome. Tackling a project like this with MY mom this coming weekend (except, her stuff - not mine). Inspired.

[epic mel]

YES! WIN. SO much love to the pants queens. also, this makes me want to go throw a bunch of shit away. /zoom

I thought about you this weekend as I was hunting through yarn and came up on this ginormous bag of baby yarn you passed on to me. I have dubbed that bag There Will Be Blankies.

[syd]

You guys fucking rock. And I fucking love you.

[royann]

As of I needed another reason to say what I have said many times. I love mama pants, I love Pants. I miss you both, and am so happy that you have each other. I am so jealous that I can't love as close to my mom. I cant wait to see pics of the newly cleaned out digs.