I am the first to admit that I am not a clean freak! My biggest pet peeve with cleaning honestly is clutter, I dislike clutter something fierce. The house may get a little untidy by the end of the week but the rule in our family is, Sunday is House Cleaning Day! I promise, if you tell the kids this you will hear the giant groan that I hear very Sunday morning. But being a full time working mom and dad and having 2 little ones and a butt load of pets, it is the perfect day for us to get down and dirty. Bryan is in charge of the outside and mopping and I tackle the rest. By Sunday afternoon our place is spotless and reeking of bleach. I am not kidding, you could probably get high on the fumes if you closed yourself in the restroom.
But what about when you go to other people's houses? Should you care whether their home is dirty or clean?? Here is why I ask, I have been complaining the past few months that I need more friends. I truly only hang out with one friend and that is Sheila. Sheila has another friend named Nicole as well that she has been trying for the past year to get us together. In all actuality that Nicole and this Nicole have a lot in common. So the past few times Sheila and I hung out Nicole was there too and we got along just peachy. I went out on a limb the other night and invited her over. She declined with her daughter having to get up early with summer school but responded with an invitation to her place. I agreed and eagerly waited for Bryan to get home so I could get some girl time in.
People, I got over there and after walking through her front door my little balloon of excitement just blew the hell away! I cant even begin to describe the filth and just ick that was her home. And I saw her two little babies sound asleep in beds that were being used as closets basically. There was just shit everywhere. What really shocked me was her husband starts to apologize for the mess (this was not a mess, this was more like burn the fucker down and start over) and she interrupted him and said "Oh honey its okay, she knows she has kids too". My mouth just kinda hung there. Good thing I didn't swallow a damn bug.
So what did I do? I freaked and within 5 minutes made up a lame ass lie and hauled ass home. Please tell me, does this make me a bad person??