I’m an absolute neat freak who demands that everything be in its proper place — that is, the place that I decide is the proper place (I’m a control freak too) — at all times.
Just because I’m neat, however, doesn’t mean I’m clean. I mean, I am — I’m not a skuzzball — but I’m more of a surface cleaner. I tend to live by the rule “what I can’t see won’t hurt me” — or you.
The truth is, I clean the house twice weekly out of necessity. We host tourists frequently, which I’ve written about previously on Wise Bread. Because of that circumstance, my home is always presentable. There are never dishes in the sink (unless they’re my husband’s; we’re still working on that), there are never clothes lying around (unless they’re my husband’s; we’re still working on that); and the papers on the desk are never unorganized (unless they’re my… well, you get the point).
Written by Mikey Rox and published on Wise Bread.
