By Marcia Mickelson
I've been granted permission not to clean my house. Well, not really, but that's the way it feels. Our house has been on the market since January because we are moving. So, I've had to keep it immaculate for when people come to see it. It could be any time of day, with little notice. I have been making sure it's super clean before I leave the house each morning. That includes: no dishes in the sink, vacuum, make beds, no stuff on the bathroom counters, clean the table and counters, clean the toilets, pick up stray toys. The list goes on and on.
Well, last week, we received an offer and it is now under contract, so I don't have to clean my house under anyone else's timeline anymore. Now I can clean when I want. I even left the house this morning without making the beds. I'm a big-time bedmaker, and I can't leave beds unmade, but today I did. Just out of sheer rebellion because I can. Of course, I will make them today, but when I want. And there are two train layouts--one in the living room and one in the kids' room. And, I'm not even going to make them clean them up. I will let them stay out a few days because I can.