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.
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Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
A Fake Clean
Emily Cushing
This weekend we are blessing our eight-week-old baby. That is why I have been cleaning every nook and cranny of my house. While cleaning, I thought to myself, “I really need to do this more often.” But there’s a reason I don’t do it more often. The only time I really care to dust every nook and cranny is when I know someone else will see it. Why is it that, as women, we don’t want people to think that we actually live in our houses? Sometimes things get left out. Sometimes dishes don’t make it to the sink. Sometimes we even leave clothes on the floor rather than throw them in the laundry bin. But we don't want anyone to know these things.
It reminds me of the time my husband and I were at a wedding and my mother-in-law called to say that she and some friends were in our neighborhood and she wanted to show them our house. Although we had deep cleaned the house that day, in the pre-departure madness, we left cupboards open, wrapping paper lying around, and clothes strewn throughout the house. I did not want my mother-in-law to see my house in this state. For a split second I wondered if she would believe me if I said that I could no longer remember the security code to my house. If only I would have had ten extra minutes to put things away (or at least to hide them in my closet.)
Hiding or should I say shoving things in my closet is what I do when I know someone is coming over and I don’t have enough time to put things in their proper places. This is what my friend’s husband refers to as a fake clean. A fake clean is what people do when they know others are coming over and they want to deceive them into believing that their house looks perfect all of the time. So they run around the house frantically cramming things into drawers or under beds and then smile as they politely invite guests inside once they arrive.
More often than not, however, guests drop in unannounced. And they don’t ever drop in on the days that we’ve spent hours cleaning our houses, it’s always on the days when we haven’t done a thing. In these instances, we haven’t even had time to perform a fake clean. That’s when our true colors shine through. And like it or not, people see that we are human.
So anyway, to sum it all up, if you’re ever in the neighborhood, feel free to drop by for a visit. Just call ten minutes before you arrive and don’t look in my closet.
This weekend we are blessing our eight-week-old baby. That is why I have been cleaning every nook and cranny of my house. While cleaning, I thought to myself, “I really need to do this more often.” But there’s a reason I don’t do it more often. The only time I really care to dust every nook and cranny is when I know someone else will see it. Why is it that, as women, we don’t want people to think that we actually live in our houses? Sometimes things get left out. Sometimes dishes don’t make it to the sink. Sometimes we even leave clothes on the floor rather than throw them in the laundry bin. But we don't want anyone to know these things.
It reminds me of the time my husband and I were at a wedding and my mother-in-law called to say that she and some friends were in our neighborhood and she wanted to show them our house. Although we had deep cleaned the house that day, in the pre-departure madness, we left cupboards open, wrapping paper lying around, and clothes strewn throughout the house. I did not want my mother-in-law to see my house in this state. For a split second I wondered if she would believe me if I said that I could no longer remember the security code to my house. If only I would have had ten extra minutes to put things away (or at least to hide them in my closet.)
Hiding or should I say shoving things in my closet is what I do when I know someone is coming over and I don’t have enough time to put things in their proper places. This is what my friend’s husband refers to as a fake clean. A fake clean is what people do when they know others are coming over and they want to deceive them into believing that their house looks perfect all of the time. So they run around the house frantically cramming things into drawers or under beds and then smile as they politely invite guests inside once they arrive.
More often than not, however, guests drop in unannounced. And they don’t ever drop in on the days that we’ve spent hours cleaning our houses, it’s always on the days when we haven’t done a thing. In these instances, we haven’t even had time to perform a fake clean. That’s when our true colors shine through. And like it or not, people see that we are human.
So anyway, to sum it all up, if you’re ever in the neighborhood, feel free to drop by for a visit. Just call ten minutes before you arrive and don’t look in my closet.
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