Specifically, the condition that my mom's house is in.
I am a neat person. I am the type of person who believes everything has its place, the bed is made every morning after I get up, dishes are done after dinner every night, pick up right after yourself,etc.
I come home once a month,hoping to relax a bit. However, I tend to get a bit stressed out because the house is in such disorder. Dishes are not done everyday, but every few days. The dishes are not even rinsed off, but left there to harden. Laundry is left downstairs in the basement, not folded. Empty cups,dishes,fast food cups are left in the living room. Everything is out of place.
The day before I left for school, I cleaned up the entire house, like I normally did twice a week. One week later, it was all undone. Every time I come home, it's the same thing. Both my mom and sister give excuses. My mom complains about how tired she is from work (ummm. I cleaned the house twice a week after opening at work and working for about 8 hours. I did the cleaning RIGHT AFTER I walked in the door.). My sister says she "forgets". It's pure laziness in my eyes.
Seriously. How hard is it to pick up after yourself? To take your dish into the kitchen and rinse it off? How about after eating dinner, doing the dishes? What about laundry? Is it really that hard to bring it up and fold it as you watch tv after it is done in the dryer?
You might see me as high strung and so worried about little things. However, I see it this way: If my house is clean, I don't have to worry about it. I can go do what I want. When I did my twice weekly cleaning, it took me two hours each day to do the dishes, disinfect the counter, table,fridge, and stove, sweep and mop the floor, clean the toilet,sink,and bathtub,sweep and mop the floor, clean my room, dust, vacuum, straighten up, and during all of that, take care of the laundry on Saturdays, the designated laundry day. So four hours a week to do deep cleaning and maybe a few minutes to pick up after myself.
I am a neat person. I am the type of person who believes everything has its place, the bed is made every morning after I get up, dishes are done after dinner every night, pick up right after yourself,etc.
I come home once a month,hoping to relax a bit. However, I tend to get a bit stressed out because the house is in such disorder. Dishes are not done everyday, but every few days. The dishes are not even rinsed off, but left there to harden. Laundry is left downstairs in the basement, not folded. Empty cups,dishes,fast food cups are left in the living room. Everything is out of place.
The day before I left for school, I cleaned up the entire house, like I normally did twice a week. One week later, it was all undone. Every time I come home, it's the same thing. Both my mom and sister give excuses. My mom complains about how tired she is from work (ummm. I cleaned the house twice a week after opening at work and working for about 8 hours. I did the cleaning RIGHT AFTER I walked in the door.). My sister says she "forgets". It's pure laziness in my eyes.
Seriously. How hard is it to pick up after yourself? To take your dish into the kitchen and rinse it off? How about after eating dinner, doing the dishes? What about laundry? Is it really that hard to bring it up and fold it as you watch tv after it is done in the dryer?
You might see me as high strung and so worried about little things. However, I see it this way: If my house is clean, I don't have to worry about it. I can go do what I want. When I did my twice weekly cleaning, it took me two hours each day to do the dishes, disinfect the counter, table,fridge, and stove, sweep and mop the floor, clean the toilet,sink,and bathtub,sweep and mop the floor, clean my room, dust, vacuum, straighten up, and during all of that, take care of the laundry on Saturdays, the designated laundry day. So four hours a week to do deep cleaning and maybe a few minutes to pick up after myself.
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