Last night a friend confessed that she almost started cleaning my house for me when she came by, because she worried that I didn’t have time to do it myself. First off, I truly have wonderful, amazing friends who are willing to pitch in and clean my house if I don’t have time. I’m not quite sure how I got so lucky, but I am eternally grateful to know such great people.
However, it isn’t a lack of time per se that holds me back from shiny faucets and refrigerator doors so clean you can see your reflection. There are so many more interesting things to do than clean, don’t you think? Books to be read, fandoms to explore, friends to laugh with, family (and family dogs) to play with, episodes of Season 3 of the Walking Dead to watch…okay, maybe that last one is just me. (Dear friend, don’t think I’ve forgotten your promise to watch Sherlock if I watch the Walking Dead. I’ll be waiting to hear from you. Oh yes, I really did.)
With all the amazing things to see and do, cleaning just doesn’t rank too high on my priority list. As long as it isn’t truly dirty, I’m okay it not being a gleaming example of kitchendom. I know I will never make the cover of Southern Living or Better Homes and Gardens because of my home. (That cheesecake last week…maybe.)
“Lived in” is perfectly acceptable for most days…because my house is lived in. My trail of computer bags, purses, keys, sunglasses and jackets will attest to that every evening as I make my way through the house after work…just as the blend of golden hair and mysterious white fuzz will confirm a dog is in residence. (Seriously, I can vacuum every day and not get all that stuff up!) My mysterious inability to remember to close cabinet doors is a little harder to explain…Seriously, I walked in the kitchen this morning and four cabinet doors were open. What the heck!?! No, my house is not haunted….I already thought of that….I have to remember to put salt on the grocery list…just in case.
Are there people who really enjoy cleaning? Or do they just enjoy the end product of the cleaning? I’m a curious mind who wants to know.
‘Til next time,
Jessica
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“Lived in” is perfect! If you’re happy, that’s all that matters (it’s your house!) I personally think an overly squeaky clean house is “stuffy” not cozy. It’s my opinion- and I have OCD! I for one believe clean has different levels/layers.
Seriously, consider the white trash hoarders next door to me! That’s not clean in the least… There’s balance to be had in all aspects (;
Xo
You got it !:)
Clutter gets on my nerves after a while. I don’t like dishes and laundry to pile up, either. I’m not a neat freak, but I like to keep it under control.
That was the boringest comment I’ve ever left on the internets, by the way.
I’m all for not letting stuff pile up too (that’s just more work at once somewhere down the line). If I have a choice between something fun and cleaning…I haven’t been able to say no to fun in order to clean.
It’s a post about cleaning. How exciting can the comments really get? 😉