I’ve been seeing the blog post “I Keep a Clean House. Can We Still Be Friends?” for the last couple of weeks. Ok, you know I can’t pass this up. Let’s get to the point: My house is messy (some may say dirty). I’m happy that you have a clean house. You may be a clean freak for all I know. If it makes you feel better, than clean to your hearts desire. I don’t really know why anyone is concerned because they have a clean house or a clean car or a perfect yard. I’m not sure I understand why you’re worried about offending anyone.
I am messy, some may say a little dirty. I don’t always clean up the sink before going to bed. My truck gets washed when it rains. My windows get cleaned when I can’t see what my neighbor is doing. I have a dog that sheds 365 days a year and she is tri-colored so guess what: Her hair shows no matter what color my clothes are!
I wish my excuse was some kind of Spiritual Declaration – “There are starving children in Africa. How can you spend time cleaning when you could be feeding them?” Or, an Artsy Fartsy “I live in my creations. Not in my cleanliness.” Or, “I’m too busy too clean and too cheap to hire help”.
Look, some people just can’t clean. Maybe they weren’t taught to clean. Maybe they are so depressed that they can’t clean (I think most fit here including me). Some are not able to physically. Life is hard and the hard gets in the way of cleaning. I wish cleaning made me feel better. I wish I felt relaxed as some replied to the “other” article but that’s just not me.
If you stop by without warning, I may stand on my (also messy) front porch because I don’t want you to see my messy house. I hope we can still be friends even though I may be embarrassed. I might not invite you over for a visit. Please don’t take it personally. I just need to clean first.