I don't mind. I love company and the energy it brings into my home. As long as company can handle my low housekeeping standards without judgment, they are most welcome!
Marjorie Standish welcomed company, too.
While my cakes rarely go flat, I am a terrible housekeeper. My tolerance for filth is immense, and I would much rather spend my time in activities that do not involve cleaning sprays.
That said, company season is upon me, and I've had to divert attention away from online reflection and toward other things. I wish I could say those other things included a sparkling toilet and freshly washed curtains, but no.
I've been spending the past couple weeks with people I care about, doing things I enjoy. That, I suspect, is the underlying message in Marjorie's poem. Cake or no cake, things will go wrong. The important piece is that friends will arrive regardless, and the best friends don't care if the tea is weak.
So here is my challenge. Stop putting energy into pockets that are meaningless for you. Put energy toward things you value. Take a lesson from Marjorie Standish, even if it's a veiled one, and know that company will come regardless of good cake and strong tea.