I love the smell of a freshly cleaned kitchen or bathroom.
What is wrong with me?? I have become that cleaning crazed person that I thought only obsessive compulsive people were. (not that I don't have many OCD people in my life and adore them profusely)
I used to think socializing was so much more important than cleaning, resulting in me and my family running around trying to clean EVERYTHING right before a get together at my house!
I love my house clean and organized to the point that, every night after dinner I go straight from the table to the kitchen and scrub the dishes, of course with one of my cute scrubbers. When I wake in the morning I must start a load of laundry. I wipe the counters in the kitchen more times in a day then I can count.
I walk around the house and look for things that I can clean or can have someone in the house clean.
Now I know that some of my friends and family members have been doing all this plus some for years, but it seemed to take me longer. I am grateful for this new found love of a clean and organized house.
I believe that I have finally grown up. And realized cleaning isn't as overwhelming and difficult as I once made myself believe. Which is why I procrastinated doing housework.
Another thing I believe is, the sunshine (instead of gray skies half the year) is a natural motivator.
"A clean house is a happy house" a quote I read on Facebook recently, rings true to me. As well as a sign hanging in my sister-in-laws kitchen saying "If mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy".
If my house is clean, I am happy and if I am happy, then I tend to make everyone in the house happy.
Is cleaning your house an obsession or an obstacle?