i always have an excuse not to do this. the house is too messy or too small or we need new carpet or our table doesn’t seat enough people, or i’m not a good enough cook.
but i don’t think all those things are nearly as important as providing a home that other people feel comfortable in, not because of some great meal or fancy furniture, but because they are genuinely wanted.
i’ll consider this ‘done’ when i have invited someone over at least every other week for six months. (Someone other than molly; she knows my home is already open to her and she comes once a week anyway.)